Beneath the sun, the timbers creak,
A Red Barn Relic, worn yet meek.
Whispers of harvest, laughter, and lore,
Echo through time but fade no more
Red Barn Relic
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Beneath the sun, the timbers creak,
A Red Barn Relic, worn yet meek.
Whispers of harvest, laughter, and lore,
Echo through time but fade no more
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