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Jun 2014
Once a boy stared to a leaf.
The wind just came and got perplexed
-Why  don't you just grab it?" He asked the boy.
-Because it's perfect as it is.
-Don't you want it? The wind aked.
-Yes! The boy respunded.
-Then grab it little boy.
-No, I won't I'll let it fall.
-You crazy boy, that would happen in autumn
And when that will happen, your dear leaf will be just dead.
It's now or never for the green.
Have the courage to take action!
Only sear leafs comes with the patience.
Sander
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Sander
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