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Smoke Bordering fall, some chimneys snort fumed cinder in flashy cavort. Smoldering ash upon the hearth forming scent of radiance spent. Weaving tendrils are twirling high puffy specters in unclad sky. Dissolving beyond as I see enveloped in the greatness atop of me. |
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