| 1 | Dead leaves and bits of paper were flying about. | |
| 2 | Songs of joy were floating in the air. | |
| 3 | For the world to see it fly. | |
| 4 | With one's hair flying back like the tail of a race-horse. | |
| 5 | The only way to it is down a dusty, windy dirt road. |
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