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Changing Seasons

It's hot!
Well yeah, it's summer.
Leaves are falling down from trees,
Well of course, it's autumn..
It's damn freaking cold even you could build a snowman!
Well yeah.. It's winter now...
At last I'm back to school.
In the spring it is..
On that first spring,
I met you, my first love.

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