New Stands.

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Where rivers and Seas meet..
What fish breaths from it air..
Do not judge me..
By what, soil I stand on,..
Like a seed, before the rains come..
Cast no shadow on my stand..
Before the sun rise..
To have seen me as passers by do..
And leave, but just a glance..
On me, with pity eyes..
Save it, pity eyes, save it..
Ever seen seeds with shoots of roots..
Come from the earth, in germination..
Who was it, that held watering cans..
And I breathe..
Where, rivers and seas meet..
No longer, am I to be labelled..
As a salty fish or another..
I breathe, breed and prosper..
Where rivers..
And seas meet.

Kodjo.

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