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One cut from the CD below

Youkali

Fishing by the Light of the Ancestors

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Adrift in an ocean

At the edge of the world

I wait..

As those who come before me

Cradle the moon

In their hands

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They press the moon up above them

Until at last it is held high in their outstretched hands.

And I cast my line

Into the water

Down through their

Reflections.

Allison (2014)

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