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<p> The leaves have fallen and I know spring will return again soon. Then, it will no longer be my season. </p> <p> The array of the setting sun filters through the window bravely, Rosy clouds coalesce to form an extraordinary orbit — They say, after a person dies, their spirit would pass by, And have a final glimpse of the world they've left behind… </p>
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