When all is said and done and we stand face to face with those ancestors that we never imagined existed but felt coursing through our veins our entire lives; ancestors that lived through famines and droughts, wars and upheavals. Those that lived through insurrections and regicides, slavery and exodus. They will look at us, wide eyed with wonder, and they will ask us how it was to live through the last days.
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