You think the farm is your ally. You merely inherited the farm. I was born on it. Molded by it. I didn't see the city until I was already a man. By then, it was nothing to me but buildings! The farm betrays you, because it belongs to me. I will show where I have made my home, whilst preparing for the next harvest.
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ShadowTunez
Apr 26, 2014 at 07:18PM EDT
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