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...colorful leaves crunching underfoot, golden sunlight shining through tree branches, a cool, comforting breeze blowing...


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You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things...
— Gone With the Wind