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Pumpkin spice A sip of water, cold as ice dying flowers, children’s yells falling of the leaves-a simple autumn magic spell Apple fallen in the grass kisses from a distant love, winter fire is about to pass Warming embers of the fallen leave, Ringing of an autumn bell eager is the eye to see... Echo of a string, give you ears? An angel                           is about to sing...
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
Winterfall
Pumpkin spice A sip of water, cold as ice dying flowers, children’s yells falling of the leaves-a simple autumn magic spell Apple fallen in the grass kisses from a distant love, winter fire is about to pass Warming embers of the fallen leave, Ringing of an autumn bell eager is the eye to see... Echo of a string, give you ears? An angel                           is about to sing...
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
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