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Hard times
When prayers for rain sermon only wild winds.
And the grains systematically perish to wild beasts
and weevils�
When every step forward is precious because the earth shakes�
And all hell breaking loose around you.
Losses accumulating alarmingly.
Simple questions and no answers�
We ask if the gods are even still with us?
And so the going is tough. Who�s tough enough
to go another step?
Only gut instinct guides us.
We brave the storm with genius borne of desperation.
And we should never be humbled by hard times.
H.Lule
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