I hear you, ancestors.
Free your life's breath!
Feel the spirit of dancing feet
bare on Mother Earth.
Heads flung back, hearts beat,
hear the drum's sound,
arms raised to the sky,
feet pulse on the ground.
Shadows dance in twilight,
voices carried on the wind,
no longer bound by fear,
spirits free to ascend.
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