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Summer months took off rapidly as if pack of blackbirds winging past to Gulf Coast avidly gulping favorable wind, and enjoy clear sky on the mission to find food abundance to eat. Lachrymose fall arrived, slipped on swamps bending reeds, among blossom antiques, challenge oak to survive. Latter lily's gaze I've caught at the meadow, lit the moment I've met you, filled in blank in my faith... Autumn treasure unfolds, humming by whirled leaves this nostalgic motive "Autumn drift by my window, Autumn leaves, red and gold" | |||
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