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The soft damp feel of autumn rain upon my face not yet cold-damp but the wind blowing from the south-west hints of winter approaching
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Wind hassled rain beaten autumn pounds at me even indoors stinging rain chilling breath the year decays
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October sun hotter than Midsummer heat bearing down, awakening plants quickening soil giving me energy as the year darkens
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The soft feel of tumble-dried towels; all fluffed-up and huggable!
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The firm feel of the crust beneath my fingers as the knife cuts through into soft, springy bread flesh
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