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Isn't Heaven Found In The Peaceful Countryside

Cloudy and gloomy skies spread out their clouds to let sunshine occasionally peak down the yellow fields of wheat! A farmhouse stands alone, it wasn't made of bricks, but of mud and stone; here any wind howls! Isn't Heaven found in the peaceful countryside to escape the loud noise and the visible smog? It's such a perfect place for that vagrant or a hog to lay down without worries! Groves of pines is the home of ravens and hummingbirds, there the caravans of gypsies are parked along the dusty roads... while a beagle chews on a bone, and a grubby, adolescent boy watches him while he plays chess with his friends! Isn't Heaven found in the peaceful countryside? No sirens and car honking can harm anybody's ears; strolling along the avenues of any big city isn't safe at night, people are scared to step outside, afraid of encountering muggers and thieves... is there a city safer than the countryside?

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