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“I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn; -- Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.”

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One thing I miss in the UK is not being able to bike like I used to in the Netherlands. So much healthier and quicker to move around.

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Autumn Solitude by Graham Gercken