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Of course, it hadn't been raked in nearly a week, and the neat little tracks and patterns that his father had so carefully made had been eroded away from the storm the other day. Leaves from the cherry blossom trees and withered poppy petals were scattered all over the sandy plot. The young man shook his head at the mess, though part of him did find it beautiful in a natural, chaotic way." |