Maha stole her eyes away seeing her tearful eyes to look at the leafless tree in the distance fixedly, it was autumn already , every thing around was colored yellow, green leaves covered in yellow, were fallen around on the soil draping it yellow, when someone walked on them they raised a rebellious crunchy sound before they were crushed, they seemed to be saying falling down from the tree was our fate, is it anymore necessary to crush us under your feet but alas their pained voices were inaudible and left unheard, perhaps this was unconditional love that aima realized unhappily she was experiencing
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