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Give me a small country |
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give me a small country with few people |
though they have machines, they don't use them |
they fear death and rarely travel very far. |
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| boats, carts, arms they have, but not on display |
they communicate with knots on a string |
they're content with their food, their clothes, their homes |
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| though there's another country so close they can see it, |
and cocks can be heard crowing and dogs barking |
there's no traffic-- and for their whole lives the two people never meet. |
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