Let's Soar With This Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
18/9/2025
He knelt upon dry dirt A farmer raised his eyes. Dear Lord, I can’t go on. My land is a dust bowl. My livestock pass away. I beg—Please Let it Rain.
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