He grasps his son’s robe as they head on their way.
No strength left within, yet they walk on today.
Sharing sensations, they feel they are one.
The friction of fingers, the warmth of the sun.
Observing from the highest hill
He hears far voices, low yet shrill.
A sound he might like
For tomorrow’s hike.
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Le dattier est un arbre tres special, parce qu'il nous donne
le fruit le plus doux dans les regions les plus desertiques
dans les temps anciens. (video)
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