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we do it differently in this dark continent Not just once a year a string of spurious verses enconced in a bouquet shaped like a chines house of dreams. My mother is more demanding an obeisance a teach sunrise, like a devotee throwing a handful of yellow rice to the birds. Holding a candelabrum before an idol, just once a year Is desecrating it . whenever i see a caterpillat slouching towards a pany s eye or hear ancestral voices in a wind s howl, i know invoke my deity some times tiice a a a a a a daywe do it differently in this dark continent Not just once a year a string of spurious verses enconced in a bouquet shaped like a chines house of dreams. My mother is more demanding an obeisance a teach sunrise, like a devotee throwing a handful of yellow rice to the birds. Holding a candelabrum before an idol, just once a year Is desecrating it . whenever i see a caterpillat slouching towards a pany s eye or hear ancestral voices in a wind s howl, i know invoke my deity some times tiice a a a a a a day .