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I hear autum leaves under my feat crunching I see the leaves falling off and no more leaves are left on the trees I feal the cool breaze on my face I love god's creations of Human beaings, Holiadays, Spring, Summer, Fall, winter, and finally animals
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Jan 28, 2011
Jan 28, 2011 at 11:55 AM UTC
autum
I hear autum leaves under my feat crunching I see the leaves falling off and no more leaves are left on the trees I feal the cool breaze on my face I love god's creations of Human beaings, Holiadays, Spring, Summer, Fall, winter, and finally animals
This if so fun to do i just started this so im new so thanks for reading
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Jan 28, 2011
Jan 28, 2011 at 11:55 AM UTC
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