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Harvesting

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Harvesting.jpg Baby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had goneBaby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had goneBaby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had goneBaby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had goneBaby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had goneBaby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floorThumbnailsThe wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had gone