Hmoob
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...Half asleep, I hear a light rustle outside my window then a sunk on the right side of my bed. You lightly shook me and smiled. As always, conversation turns into an argument.
if you ever miss me
and hesitate if you should call
to tell me or not...
just whisper it to the wind
and let it carry your words on...
maybe i'll be able to feel the coldness of your heart then
What is your ethnicity?
I'm Hmong.
Mongolia?
No, Hmong. Miao Tzu. A hill tribe of China.
if you ever miss me
and hesitate if you should call
to tell me or not...
just whisper it to the wind
and let it carry your words on...
maybe i'll be able to feel the coldness of your heart then
