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"Ashes, Ashes, We all Fall Down."

"Ashes, Ashes, We all fall down!"
The last note was strongly emphasised as the group of preschoolers drifted to the ground like the autumn leaves that surrounded them.
The crimson and gold flying into the air on impact, and landed in the hair of the giggling group. I listened to their bubbling chortles and smiled, how wonderous it would be to be young again.

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