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- Autumn is in the human soul. Like spring, summer, any season, any weather. And therefore, someone with joy and a premonition of purification will offer their hands to the same rain, and the other will frown heavily, brush away his sadness into a random stream and tighten his cloak. The weather is in us, and the rain... he's just walking. Devoid of shades of good and evil, joy and sadness, the rain comes through our souls.
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