Sunday, February 28, 2016

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-it  was  near  dusk, the  birds  were  returning  to  their  cozy  nests,
the  trees  were  at  a   noisy flutter, he  opened  his room window, then he  looked  at  the  setting  sun in the  western direction, the  sun was  sinking  just  behind  the  sugarcane  growing  high in the  fields, the  grazing  cattle  on their  daily  routine   paths  was  slowly  walking  back  homewards,  in the  pond  in the  front  ducks  swam  peacefully, on the  sides  hens  played  energetically, some  young  girls  carrying  water  passed  by  humming  their  favourite  melodies  adding  colour  and  filling  the  scene  to  its   wholesomeness  with  their  musical  laughter

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