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The forest must have been colorful, peeling off greenish yellow towards rusty brown The ground is soggy, paths unclear branches and wind-blown vegetation. There must have been walkers huddled or full with their face in the watery sun, who was perhaps there. They must have looked disapproving or agreeing. There were also solid beech nuts, chestnuts or a single ***** fall in November as you know it, from before and pictures. I don't remember. You were there.
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Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:42 AM UTC
Forest in November and you
The forest must have been colorful, peeling off greenish yellow towards rusty brown The ground is soggy, paths unclear branches and wind-blown vegetation. There must have been walkers huddled or full with their face in the watery sun, who was perhaps there. They must have looked disapproving or agreeing. There were also solid beech nuts, chestnuts or a single ***** fall in November as you know it, from before and pictures. I don't remember. You were there.
Written in fall after visiting a forrest with her
wouter
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Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:42 AM UTC
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