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Agriculture is what built this country, as Daddy said. Without farmers, everyone would starve and die, as Daddy said. Our family has dedicated itself ..
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The clowns turned out to be grumpy, pot-bellied, middle-aged men, smokingcigarettes while complaining about their low wages. Fanny covered Julie's mou..
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The stars winked at each other, as if they shared a collective secret. The sky took on a purplish, navy blue hue. The ride back felt smooth; Fanny fel..
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Fanny woke up to a wet pillow and a screaming headache.She didn't know what time it was, and didn't want to. The light streaming through the crack of ..
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It was crowded and stuffy inside. Shoulder against shoulder, Fanny and Julie pushed their way across the walkway. It took them a while to find seats. ..
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Might end up being a Post-Apocalyptic tale.
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Grass, the grass tastes yucky here. So many dead leaves, it's so cold now. Mamma says we have to stay here though, because the trees will protect us. ..
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Don't think, just breathedon't cry, just sleepLet the darkness come, let it capture your memoriesLet it pull them into the deepest trenchwhere no ligh..
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Doleful drops of rainlingering behind the wall, buildingbonding to each other, unwilling to let go.Soon the dam will break, and let the water flowaway..
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One will unconsciously wait for something, when it is important.
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