On an island kissed by sea and sky,
Where winds blow soft and people sigh,
Lived a girl named Masumbuko—
Her name meant pain, and life moved slow.
A house of many, food was thin,
Love stayed quiet, locked within.
Mama was tired, worn and gray,
Baba stared as dreams slipped away.
Masu, strong but still so small,
Carried water, cleaned it all.
School was...
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