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The Farmer

The Farmer

With the soil and the sun

Through wind and the rain

I waited for life to happen

Patiently… out there in the heat or in the cold

Waiting for a sign of life

As each tiny leaf springs from the ground

I caressed it with my loving hands

I dug and planted

Now life has sprung

That it may nourish each brethren

With the fruits of the land.

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Welcome to MCreates where I share my travel stories, creative pursuits, and thoughts about life. Come keep me company as I explore some parts of the world, various hobbies like clay art, pottery, and panting, and share what occupies my mind. Together, let’s see new places, start creating, share our thoughts about things, experiences, events and people, and just live life. 

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