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Nov 2014
Do you love the fall like i love? This is the time when im free and I fly above. I love it all : the leaves falling down all the way to the ground. The song of the heavy rain that brings a lots of dirt and pain. But wait! It will go away with the drain or with the wind that blows off the colorful leaves from the trees. Do you see? This is last call of MY Fall before the winter says "Hello"
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Anna
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