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Where the sun and sky do meet,
Stands a figure, tall and strong,
A man of the earth, where he belongs.
With hands calloused, and face weathered,
Col_za tends the land, with care unmeasured,
For he knows the secrets of the soil,
And the rhythm of the seasons, that make it boil.
His heart beats with the pulse of the earth,
And his soul sings with the songs of rebirth,
For in his work, he finds a purpose true,
And a sense of belonging, that few pursue.
And as the sun sets on the fields of gold,
And the day fades into the night so cold,
Col_za rests his head, with a contented sigh,
Knowing that tomorrow, the land will still lie.
For he is a farmer, a caretaker of the land,
A steward of nature, with a guiding hand,
And though the work is hard, and the days are long,
Col_za knows that in his heart, he truly belongs.