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A woman’s work
wherever on this planet
can be lonely, endless
arduous
The wind blows its mournful
and relentless monotone
across the plains
The only other force
It is she
and the landscape,
the hard coupling
of forces
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A woman’s work
wherever on this planet
can be lonely, endless
arduous
The wind blows its mournful
and relentless monotone
across the plains
The only other force
It is she
and the landscape,
the hard coupling
of forces
i