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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2004 Aug 19 Comment on this Work [[2004.08.19.15.48.7408]] |
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Leaves part thier mother "the tree", as a sign of a new storm near, with everything so quiet and peaceful, not a single breath to hear, not one heart to beat, no action or motion through the year.. everything destroyed red and brown, rain drop everywhere drawn the town, peasants run to save thier plants, flooded water wet thier pants, damanged lands here and there, as depression invades everywhere, poor farmers lose thier seeds, the storage of winter and all they need, but rays of sunshine are yet to come, erasing the events that were done, as each farmer fills a cart, hope floats in every surviving heart. Sunday 15/8/2004 |