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like in the desert-
everywhere rolls of thistles roll over and over only a green stem in the field and a white collar guarding surroundings only you, flower? vainly, the shepherd tells her you can’t bring the spring sheep in the field graze imaginary blade of grass lost in thoughts shepherd lost in thoughts shepherd murmurs a forgotten song a former one dire poverty- there was Heaven on Earth once and happy people still firing drought stares- there is nothing left to dry bald plains defies it now and then grasshoppers in the parched grass hippety-hoppety –life goes on
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