Alien here

The land owns the people, not the other way round.
The air breathes me. The trees bend the wind.
I am of the roots of my family, indisputably. This means, my family land owns me.
How i wish it all were differently.
With the land i inherit also all those people and responsibilities and joys and woes and musts and must nots and so on that a land has.
Is not this strange.

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