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December 2

The wind moves and swirls in love to and fro already it is morning the cock crows and the world standing still and stirring if one look at horizon and the sky are all hither and thither filled in clouds and beautiful like flowers and greeneries the river is cool and reflexive like a mirror like the woods are fresh and tender all is lovely and fine how glee, how sweet is sometimes this life to tell?.

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