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Our ancestral memories trod in the mud patch we dare not tread. We see their mud prints fossilized and bearing no fruits but the seeds we were given from our birth. We must replant our pain we have neglected. There is beauty in our lost legacy. The major bricks of the monument were drawn over rivers by freedmen now and then.

Description
Our ancestral memories trod in the mud patch we dare not tread. We see their mud prints fossilized and bearing no fruits but the seeds we were given from our birth. We must replant our pain we have neglected. There is beauty in our lost legacy. The major bricks of the monument were drawn over rivers by freedmen now and then.