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... izzled down.
Mixed with the wind, it whipped up spirals, blowing down the yellow leaves that filled the garden, and adorned the land with a golden hue. On the big trees, which still clung to a few scattered dead leaves, several cold crows were cawing noisily, disturbing the mind and unsettling the heart. The wind, carrying with it thin, icy raindrops, chilled one to the bone.
It was as if they were accusing the heavens of injustice. This autumn rain had been ongoing for several d ...
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