The sunset over the cornfield speaks home to me. We lived on the eastern edge of a farm field most of my youth. I watched the sunset over the corn thousands of times.
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Monday, August 10, 2009
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The sunset over the cornfield speaks home to me. We lived on the eastern edge of a farm field most of my youth. I watched the sunset over the corn thousands of times.
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