The dirt is soft, the air is clean. the lawn is growing nice and green.
The ditch is undetectable. No one can see my memory placed in a hole. If
I need to remember again, I've got my plough and nothing more. Instead,
I'll plant a hedge nearby. Something to take root and grow. But with my
luck, it'll probably die.
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