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you know when the ground is dry and cracked and hardened, and the fields crunch underneath you and grass splinters and cows group under shade in the country towns you drive through doing 50kms on the main road, stopping for a pie and paying with cash? yeah that ground. anyway, you know when the rain's due and the clouds bundle like sheets in the washing basket and that smell of dirt and sky and the thick drops fall on your neck, and you squint your face up and wait for the next one to hit you? yeah that rain. anyway, you know how the water pools and the ground can't drink it fast enough and it's drought signs to flood signs in sixty minutes and the crops fail and the men cry, all because the ground wasn't ready for what it needed to arrive so fast? yeah that irony. anyway, I feel that in my heart sometimes.
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Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 4:15 AM UTC
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you know when the ground is dry and cracked and hardened, and the fields crunch underneath you and grass splinters and cows group under shade in the country towns you drive through doing 50kms on the main road, stopping for a pie and paying with cash? yeah that ground. anyway, you know when the rain's due and the clouds bundle like sheets in the washing basket and that smell of dirt and sky and the thick drops fall on your neck, and you squint your face up and wait for the next one to hit you? yeah that rain. anyway, you know how the water pools and the ground can't drink it fast enough and it's drought signs to flood signs in sixty minutes and the crops fail and the men cry, all because the ground wasn't ready for what it needed to arrive so fast? yeah that irony. anyway, I feel that in my heart sometimes.
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Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 4:15 AM UTC
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