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Hint of Fall

Breathe deeply. Ah, yes . . . Fall is in the air. Soon there will be a trickling of tree leaves as summer's cup overturns and spoon-handled birch stir a little in the grove. And earth, cleanshaven, soon should yawn a little, and sigh sweetly, and lie meekly to be tucked in night-whitely. Ah . . . Ah, yes, Autumn combs her hair.

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