Famine
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With me traveling to my native town, it is hot as hell here. So, I attempted a Haiku on the arid summer days that are prevalent here. The land is cracked up, almost as if waiting for the rain to penetrate it.
With me traveling to my native town, it is hot as hell here. So, I attempted a Haiku on the arid summer days that are prevalent here. The land is cracked up, almost as if waiting for the rain to penetrate it.
