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... ted nearby tribes, searching for lost ships.
The old militia had leisure to walk among the cassava fields of the Taino. The spring breeze is blowing, and the breath of vegetation is blowing, fresh and pleasant. He looked at the rows of cultivated mounds and the lush foliage on the mounds with genuine joy on his face.
"Lord God, what a beautiful spring!"
"oh oh!"
The sea swallows chirped, the cassava sprouts new branches, and the bright spring light lingers in the Tain ...
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