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β β it was one of those lovely warm afternoons full of the scent of flowers and the humming of bees, and the garden was brilliant with the deep colours of late summer β
β β he was the owner of the moonlight on the ground, he fell in love with the most beautiful of the trees, he made wreaths of leaves and strung them around his neck β
β β all things are so very uncertain, and that& #39;s exactly what makes me feel reassured β
β β but he thought all the strange words were beautiful, and he had never had a book of his own before β
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