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The Peace Behind Ethnicity, Part Two Revised Dec 21 2024

so then my grandmother asks why I sit in my grandfather's tree she asks me she asks me about chaos what that might look like to me but not everyday and not everyday chaos the chaotic nature that my ethnicity is somehow not connected to peace and how could that be so here I go sitting in my grandfather’s tree.. waiting for him watching for him

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