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Seasons


Spring:

Morning beauty

As I hear the birds chirp

Flowers blossoming from the ground

Summer:

Sun beaming down on my skin

Kids playing in the beach sand

I splash into the cold water

Fall:

Crunch leaves

Bare trees in my backyard

Daylight savings begins

Winter:

Snowflakes falling from the sky

-10 degrees

Streets covered in white snow 

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