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Autumn girl

13 november, 2016
The wind picked up and tugged, Her clothes, sending the scarf flying. She chased it, laughing merrily, And caught it overlying, The branches of a fading tree, Passing into winter sleep, And then she was gone, on a gust of wind. Leaving leaves piled in a heap.
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