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Naturally Indian
I'm potiguara
I come from hollow and rare backgrounds
plowing in the feverish forest of the heart
I come against history
of this unequal and cruel nation
living in the gall pasture
without honeycomb
my blood distills twine
life of dust, life of poem
I'm still like that whether I want to or not
in tacit mutation...
I'm an Indian, I'm your brother...!
pS.POTIGUARA, name OF Primitive indigenous tribe living in the State of Paraiba, Northeastern Brazil
origin of the people of Paraiba.
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