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When the clouds rumble and it thunders, I love to be afraid in my heart and cling to you. When the heavy rain patters for hours on the bamboo leaves, and our windows shake and rattle at the gusts of wind, I like to sit alone in the room, mother, with you, and hear you talk about the desert of Tepântar in the fairy tale.

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The Crescent Moon. The Land Of The Exile. https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/6520/pg6520-images.html

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