A Dark Breeze
The rain was pattering gently on the long, green grass, which blew gently in the whistling breeze; swaying to the rhythm of the silent air that flowed by.
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The rain was pattering gently on the long, green grass, which blew gently in the whistling breeze; swaying to the rhythm of the silent air that flowed by.
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