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The golden sun rose from behind the distant horizon, its rays kissing the autumn leaves that fluttered down from the maple trees, igniting the whole valley in a glorious red and orange inferno. The clouds above shone in a myriad of colors, a light pink, a deep red, a striking orange. A breeze flew from the west, rustling the fallen leaves and picking more from the treetops.

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