I often found solace in the gentle rhythms of the countryside, where the harmonious dance between man and nature unfolded before my eyes. I can still remember the sight of farmers, their hands deftly manoeuvring machines, tilling the rich, dark soil that cradled the promise of life. Each rumble of the tractor was not just an engine in motion; it was a symphony of cultivation, a pledge to the earth.
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