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Text III From the story of farm house

Text III From the story of farm house.

Text III From the story of farm house

Sound of a laughter has coming from a far

train has left

busy word is now missing.

White feathers have made a wave on

the rail.

An afternoon filled by real

is capturing,life


You hear!


After the sunrise

Morning is to me

word of a newspaper

With the  tweet

day spreads to

visible is


hell       and



Flower pot


From land

From land.

From land

When I gaze to the sky

     vision mixes to one

Sailor sailor I call

I have seen the moon, the sun

           to navigate.

I have seen the boat

Far, a boat in the far

Stars are sinking and luminate


I am leaning in Noah’s boat

vision is in horizon.






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