threshing commences
elegant flair of a flippant wrist
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flailing upon delicate stalks of fruiting grain
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beneath the sun is closing
growing dim in the dying days of warmth
drawing shades on another passing moment
greeting the moon
claustrophobic entombment of the granary
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no malice
in this action
merely nature
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unencumbered by passion or bias
removed
unattached and clinical in approach