She joined the crowd, happily. She drifted in and out of a happy dream where life was normal and bliss was everywhere. In principal it had been that way. But reality has been adjusted.

Her heart beat fiercely. There will be a change. She kept her legs strong. Her will determined. More to come. For now, her dreams will be lucid and she will cook her stews. The crowd beat on.
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Leaves 🍁 Branches
Trees 🌳 Trees
Within Us Fall too🌲
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