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In Silence

These meadows are abandoned for miles, they never end  Quietude flows like rivers, solitude runs deep into the roots of the earth In that calamity birthed...

Do they even see us? We are the Oromo

Stories are told and retold through the power and elusiveness of the words of men and women in endeavors of remembering. Voices are echoed...