Endless blue skies rise
Juxtaposition barren land
Blinding blaring sun
Lonely Amish milk
Last pick for the dairy team
Are there any eggs?
Poetic musings
Endless blue skies rise
Juxtaposition barren land
Blinding blaring sun
Lonely Amish milk
Last pick for the dairy team
Are there any eggs?
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