.The sun getting old
The fields glowing gold
heartless on the left
Thoughtless on the right
Creaking and grinding up to the road, through knee high grain, hundreds of them, shaking the ground, axes and oil cans in hand.
Running so quickly, without a sound, light like blowing leaves, ou.
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