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There are some days when it just feels incredible to be alive
I stepped outside into a warm fall morning, noticing how the sun lit the canopy of trees above and captured each leaf as it gently tumbled to the ground. Into the park I ran, my feet gliding over leaves on the sidewalk and in the grass. I listened to the crunch and rustle beneath my feet and breathed in autumn: earth and humus and fading foliage. As I ran beneath a maple tree I was picked up and set down, wrapped within a glorious blaze of orange and red. Through the park and around, feeling the warmth of my muscles and the pulse of blood through my veins, my heart pumping and pounding, I raced onward, basking in the spectacle of life and this day.
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