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ripen. every day i ask of my father's land that it gives me what it gave me in my youth, the benefit of what seems more and more fascinating and extraordinary with the passing of time: the blond ears of wheat, the fragrant fruits, the pressed olives, the glittering of the plough, the buzzing of the bees
ripen. every day i ask of my father's land that it gives me what it gave me in my youth, the benefit of what seems more and more fascinating and extraordinary with the passing of time: the blond ears of wheat, the fragrant fruits, the pressed olives, the glittering of the plough, the buzzing of the bees...
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