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and the crashing oceans muted my cries to understand.
I felt very empty and alone. I was desperate.

I closed my eyes and that fierce face on Miss
Grace’s tokotoko came racing at me once again.

Then, I abruptly opened them
and saw a fast moving,
ominous mist approaching.

The mist turned into a heavy

fog in which I saw
warriors and ancestors
staring intently at me

I cried out!

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