3d
The sun kissed peaches
bend the tree branches
The figs are ripe
and the oriole feasts on them
Far away from here
a child sifts dry earth
to find a handful
of forgotten corn
bend the tree branches
The figs are ripe
and the oriole feasts on them
Far away from here
a child sifts dry earth
to find a handful
of forgotten corn
(60/F)
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