poetry for my village

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Rice began to turn yellow
Mentari greeted him in the morning
Chickens crowed
The farmers are preparing for the paddy field

Green rice
Ready for harvest
Farmers rejoiced
Rowdy cut the rice

Splashing the river water
So clear
Like the Equator emerald
That's my beautiful village.

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