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I remember how hard it was to leave my home
and become a slave.

I remember how dark
and cold it was on the cruel seas.

I remember all the brown faces around me,
all of my people
around me being taken to a new land.

With new people,
who were the strangest people
as white as paper.

With weapons
that we had never seen before,
that made a horrible noise that I could never forget.

I remember, I remember.