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Again
Fields once green,
golden with wheat
then straw.
Plough, and harrow,
green shoots again
obedient in rows.
Seek autumn sun.
two months,, no more.
Michaelmas, again.
. . . .
the future may bring rain
as did yesterday
yet green shoots again
life brings change
but rows as straight
shoots green again
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