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The tree withers and the autumn wind blows at it. With the force from the wind, all the dead leaves are blown away. It is cold and tyrannical, without a shred of compassion.
Aexn
We are living in a world of sorrow and despair with small glimpses of light that cannot blown away so easily.
Doubt
goddamn that was a good one!