Where to begin with my love for you. I love and care for you as I do with my grandpa. You have provided my grandfather and his folks with fresh crops. You have sacrificed your fresh soil to the people who needed you to make a living. My grandpa had to fight off the Indians for his land and for his folks. The love that I have for you is the love that my grandpa has for his land because he was born on his land. But unfortunately he had to borrow money from the bank and from there he was not the owner of has land as of that point. They still received some crops from what they grew, but my grandpa still loved you. I was born in your land, the land that my ancestors have brought to our current generation and I appreciate all of the sacrifices you have made. My folks have fought for you and we have the right to have ownership towards you, not on "paper with numbers" but with sacrifices and past generations that have worked on you for a very long time. The banks do not love you like I love you. They are just "monsters" looking for ways to earn money from you. But, I, I love you like how I love my grandpa.
-Joad
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