And by Our Own Hand Did Every Last Bird Lie Silent in Their Puddles, Air Barren of Song as Clouds Drifted Away. For Killing Their Greatest Enemy, Locusts Noisily Thanked Us and Turned Their Jaws Toward Our Crops, Swallowing Our Greed Whole
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