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Caption: The beech tree A Sunday after Sunday true story
Caption: AUTUMN When you ask somebody what is his favorite season, he probably answer you that it is summer. That was also my answer until this autumn.
I decided to pay attention to everyday things. I decided to stare at usually things, the things that people don't use to care about.
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Caption: Acting like that, on a Sunday morning, I've noticed, on my running way, a beech tree. It was beautiful, it was made of autumn's colors and it was full of leaves.
Caption: Suddenly I desired to tell his own story. So I began to come back to my tree every Sunday for a whole month. _______
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Caption: SUNDAY, the first
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Caption: SUNDAY, the second
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Caption: SUNDAY, the third
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Caption: SUNDAY, the fourth
Caption: The beech tree was always there, staring at the lake. It was always "like always", but, as only few people can see , it was changing. At the beginning it was green, then it became brown, and in the end it turned red.
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Caption: WHAT ABOUT THE LEAVES?
Sunday after Sunday they decided to leave the beech tree. They wanted to explore something new: the ground.
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Caption: Now the beech tree is alone. I keep on visiting him, trying to not forget him. _______ THE END
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Caption: SARA DE LUIGI