there was a trail lost in the woods. Wrapped in a lighty mist a fable take the look
forwarding it to lullaby stories .
While dreaming in the middle of the environment around him , drop after drop was start to gave proof of their harvest .
Satiated in such a blessing , he made his way sailing on a mat made by autumn , paddling into the unknown .
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