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Leaves drifted wearily onto the ground like polished emeralds, their pristine forms hovering safely in a warm breeze. Sunlight licked along the branches of the forest trees, igniting the bark in a golden aura. Clouds paced sl
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by TheBlueRoad 700 words, 28 comments, on Jan 28 3:11 AM 2008. In Blood, Crime, Dark, Fantasy, Horror, Inspirational, Romance, Rose
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