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It was in the middle of spring. the season began to show itself well. The trees had already begun to collect their greens. Fruit trees were budding, counting days of fertilize. They opened flowers and smelled like flesh. In the gardens, the children were jumping in the parks. However, the fall season still prevailed in a house. Because the sun had never come out of the east. Family with the budding dreams
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