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I always grieve the end of summer. And then I discover that I love fall… and even winter! And then I feel like a sleepy flower blossoming in the spring.
I always grieve the end of summer. And then I discover that I love fall… and even winter! And then I feel like a sleepy flower blossoming in the spring.
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