Autumn

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Autumn has gifted us her wonders: ripe fruit and vegetables, the magic of all turning yellow, orange or red, thick fogs in the mornings and evenings to lose oneself and be suddenly found in the gold of the setting sun, the wisdom of passing, transcience. Nothing really matters. Nothing lasts forever, so carpe diem - remember!

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