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said a tuft of grass to an autumn leaf:
"You do both noise down to scare all my winter dreams! "
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said the leaf indignant," Being of low birth and miserable abode, being moody
and without song: you do not live in the upper region of air, and not know the sound of song! "
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Then the autumn leaf fell to the ground, and fell asleep. And in the spring,
Leaf woke again, and became a clump of grass.
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And when autumn came, and the tuft of grass began to doze
the winter sleep, the autumn leaves, swaying in the wind,
were falling on it. then said angrily: "Ah, these autumn leaves!
make much noise! \u200b\u200b away all my winter dreams!"
the winter sleep, the autumn leaves, swaying in the wind,
were falling on it. then said angrily: "Ah, these autumn leaves!
make much noise! \u200b\u200b away all my winter dreams!"
Story of "El Loco"
of Khalil Gibran
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of Khalil Gibran
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