Seasons

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Fire glowing on the trees, a world colored in orange.

Sunset pouring on the ground.

In autumn the leaves will fall.


Dark gray skies and snow falling down.

Hailstorms raging at the trees.

At winter the Sun will die to the fog.


Suns are rising in the distance.

The wheat will grow while the wind will blow.

At summer the Sun will shine.


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5/10

Eh










Yeah you ain't getting spring






Hehe



Yeah that's all

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