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By blood, I was bound to Cherokee sisterhood—

She Who Shall Rise Up cut first her finger and then mine,

and we pressed them together,

Cherokee-daughter to Cherokee-granddaughter

not knowing our mother was Sky-Woman

and the roots of our Tree of Life

grew down into our veins

from Ga-lun-la-ti.