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Seasons

Summer days, heat rising, clouds gathering. Cool evening, stars above, songs rising.

Soon leaves falling will gather beneath bare trees. Soon winter’s wind will blow through branches shaking.

As seasons change we rearrange these hours of the day. Flavors of the season greet us. Singing carols sends us to dreamland.

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