To the north, a haggard hill, a crumbling pile of rocks that precedes the settlement of Deri.
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Mahua falls before it is seen.
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To the west, an upright khajoor, whose seeds show that stones nourish as much as water.
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For this memory is that shrub of of space and time,
from which me, and all my mothers have gathered ourselves again and again.
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