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Autumnal Fall

Autumnal fall when the leaves go crashing to the group swirling in the air in constant circles, tumbling, rolling, gliding to the ground. Rolling in piles, scattered across the forest, the leaves turning into compost, decaying away into the ground. Until next autumn we won't see this beauty of nature again.

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