Looking forward to finding the past
Where did we come from?
What makes us who we are?
How did it all happen?
This migration from Hungary...
How could they leave family behind
Travel halfway across the world
To land here in this hot, dry land
Survive and build their family
This is where I was born
This is my homeland; my heart
My soul resides herein
Yet all is brought to life
As I seek our origins
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