Seasons.
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Feelings are like the seasons.
They change and sometimes you feel winter and others you feel spring.
Some people look like summer, but are winter inside.
Feelings change like the weather.
A thunderstorm could be the most beautiful tropical rain.
Feelings are strange.
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