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April-17

April shivers as the autumn breeze blew on her arm, making her regret not bringing a sweater. The sun beats down providing her warmth until the breeze blows again chilling her. For a moment, she thinks about going home, but decides against it and continues her walk to the lake. Her camera around her neck ready to take pictures of the clouds as wispy and fully as cotton candy and the trees filled with a mixture of orange, red, and yellow leaves. The breeze blows again and trees dance in sync at its command. The fallen leaves rise and fly, twirling in circles in a chaotic manner as if they’re fighting for the center stage. But once the wind stops, the actors lose their will to continue and gracefully fall to the ground. She takes in everything around her and lets it back out. 

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Feeling like a leaf in a tornado, yet left with a sense of calmness. Everything floating by at whirlwind speed, while you watch in a state of curiosity and wonder.