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when the leaves are crunching beneath your feet, and the rain is pouring on your shoulders you'll know its autumn and when the skies are dark, but your head is high you'll know its that time of year where your cheeks get cold and your nose gets red and you'll know this is where you belong
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
autumn
when the leaves are crunching beneath your feet, and the rain is pouring on your shoulders you'll know its autumn and when the skies are dark, but your head is high you'll know its that time of year where your cheeks get cold and your nose gets red and you'll know this is where you belong
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
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