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-the  luke  warm morning  sun had  descended  in the  spring  in the  courtyard  silently with  its  soft  steps, the  clear  blue  sky  seemed  even  more  incredible  today,  whiter  than  white  foam  mountains of   pure  clouds  were  spread  out  distantly, on the  roof top  a  cane  chair  was  placed  by  the  wall, sitting  comfortably  he  was  sipping  his  hot  steaming  cup  of  tea, on the  table   in front  of  him was  open the  fresh  newspaper, birds  were  chirping  noisily, it  was  a  sunday  and  he  was  somewhat  free