" On the first part of the journey
I was lookin at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There were sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
and the sky with no clouds
the heat was hot and the ground was dry
but the air was full of sound. "
( America )
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