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September is when you carry a jacket in your hands all day because it was cold in the morning

It's time to go out onto the balcony and shout: September, you motherfucker, get out of here, you dog shit...

what will my morning be like on the first of September

after forty years: -Grandma, sing a song of your youth. -September is burning. the killer is crying. but he could not do otherwise.

my daughter is delighted with her first days of school. she really enjoyed going to school

gave the teacher flowers but she didn’t give them

first time in first grade, etta

September 1st in Africa

September comes to us September comes to us the smell brings invigorating study and in the morning the sight of the swollen face and bruises under the eyes is so real

back to school soon