Everything
but Canada
Banana trees
coffee
in a world
that I recognise
from childhood stories
Heat like a shower
of hope, easygoing in a
hand full of
human colors with
their temper
in a background of
tropical forest
way back to the Amazonas
From the eternal stories
of Indian and African cultures
To the horny beat
of Paramaribo
All times
in all peoples
in one country
Under the same
Sun
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