I was at a place in my life where the clouds rolled up their sleeves and flared up their nostrils and blew out a sneeze that violently ripped through the trees. Smacking the leaves so hard that they froze in mid-air before falling to the ground, where they found their final resting place.

-Alma Fisher

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