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Harvest Season

Beneath the sun’s golden embrace,  

Africa stirs, her heartbeat steady,  

In Nigeria’s fields, where the earth’s grace  

Feeds the dreams of the many and the ready.  

Here, the soil tells stories older than time,  

Of hands that have tilled, of seeds that have grown,  

Of sweat that has mingled with the loam’s prime,  

And harvests that have risen, like hope, full-blown. . .

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