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10. The Plantation Trees planted in rows Separated by Stakes and laneways through And crosses painted blue I ran between the trees I ran between the trees Until I couldn’t see The shadows of my feet Maybe it’s the last Maybe it’s the last time? The plantation goes east Of billboards and estates Of real estate agents and their sons Chased with water guns I ran between the trees I ran between the trees Until I couldn’t see The shadows of my feet Could I climb my way to see them? Could I shout to make them hear me? Could I wake them in the morning? Could I find them in our backyard? Please open up their eyes Please open their eyes again