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When the thinking ends You can feel the wind brush against your feet You can see the rain dripping from the apple tree Its branches shaking outside the window
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
When the thinking ends
When the thinking ends You can feel the wind brush against your feet You can see the rain dripping from the apple tree Its branches shaking outside the window
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
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