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Perhaps Lord Zeus finally realizes he owns too much to earth this summer - he releases the overdue day and night at the end of August. In an incessant rain, the wandering soul stops wandering about and returns with a smile - after all, it is a beautiful world! She feels a desire to talk, laugh and work with other souls and even love again - they have been a wonderful bunch! And she shall put on some brighter colors in autumn as sugar maples turn golden. |
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