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Oct. 12th, 2005 05:23 pmFell to the ground like a rusty autumn leaf.
A gust of wind rolled it to the roadside.
And since that time only cars've been rustling by.
No one stops. Nothing happens.
A gust of wind rolled it to the roadside.
And since that time only cars've been rustling by.
No one stops. Nothing happens.