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Indian summer has now arrived, riding high on its blue-saddled sky, of mixed coloured clouds of bold tie-dye, bright, ripe days and crispy-clear nights, reaching the ****** of the season's delight. September soon will enter the room, leaves will tremble at their impending doom, lovers shall stroll down lanes two-by-two, sharing softly whispers of "I love you."
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Aug 30, 2010
Aug 30, 2010 at 11:24 AM UTC
When comes Autumn
Indian summer has now arrived, riding high on its blue-saddled sky, of mixed coloured clouds of bold tie-dye, bright, ripe days and crispy-clear nights, reaching the ****** of the season's delight. September soon will enter the room, leaves will tremble at their impending doom, lovers shall stroll down lanes two-by-two, sharing softly whispers of "I love you."
D. Conors 28 August, 2010
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Aug 30, 2010
Aug 30, 2010 at 11:24 AM UTC
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