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We are nations—
Bred not by land or people,
but by the beliefs which tie us
to others like ourselves
And in our history we toil
beneath humans desperate for control,
despite the fact that time has favored us
over those who breathe seemingly once
before they are gone
But this is the burden of us,
the flowing of fate and faith
past our proud, warlike selves,
for only in peace do we find the strength
to believe in anything
other than our unifying disunity,
and both the curse and gift
of a supposedly opportune divinity
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Hello! It's been over a month since I last wrote for Hetalia (for those reading my HunAz story, I'll try to update soon!). I just got this idea randomly, I'm pretty sure it's not new, but I'll try anyway. My next poem is going to be about Turkey (because he's my favorite and the reason I started writing this- I just wanted an intro poem before his), but please, feel free to leave a request for a character, or an idea (or both)! I'll try to write for your character suggestion, but I'm not too comfortable writing as certain characters because I'm afraid I'll mess up their characterization! But anyway, thanks for reading, and feel free to leave a review and a suggestion for my next poem after Turkey (should be up before the end of today, 12/21/13)!