Jana hunter

The earth has no skin

Jana hunter
The earth has no skin
And it's weather
Will take us
When our skeletons
(Children) do
Rise up as smugglers
(Southerners)

Our souls as widows
(Witches) cry
Like babies left
Left in a forest
(Fortress)
And our mothers
Forget but
Have no memory

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