Up I come
Thousands of miles across, the sun continues to scorch this earth. Wilted crops are being harvested by emaciated farmers; they smile and wave as they see me. Why have I become so thin, they wonder.
I am becoming one of them once again. Once again, my land has begun to attract me and once again I wonder if this is really where I belong to.
I am becoming one of them once again. Once again, my land has begun to attract me and once again I wonder if this is really where I belong to.
posted by Nilotpal at 5:18 AM
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