Beyond the green of coconut trees
Were hills that held all possibilities
Of bears descending nightly to eat
Sugar cane crop ripe for harvesting.
Farmers sleeping under new moon
Did not love bears in the moonlight.
Beyond the green of coconut trees
Were hills that held all possibilities
Of bears descending nightly to eat
Sugar cane crop ripe for harvesting.
Farmers sleeping under new moon
Did not love bears in the moonlight.
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