very foundation, and who have passed this destruction down to every new generation. If I could take that axe, I would toss it deep into the sea, never to return again, to harm the generations that follow me. I am one of the many, but alone I will go, and plant the new seeds, where a beautiful tree will go. - Lori McBride. I read this poem and loved it. "Without family, man, alone in the world, trembles with cold".
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