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Changing Seasons

For every season there is a reason come winter, spring, summer or fall there's a time stamped on it all. In the Winter the wind blows and the snow falls as that old man winter comes to call. with the frost on your windows,and ice on the ground looks like winter wonderland will be sticking around. Then suddenly the flowers start to bloom and at night the stars shine bright around the moon. As you take a deep breath of fresh air into your lung it brings to light the fact that Spring has finally sprung. Then the heat gets turned up and its hotter than July and you're dripping wet with sweat and wanting to cry Going to a cook-out and sipping on ades of lemon and lime and everyone has come out because its summer time. Then as the Autum leaves hit the ground as the tree goes bare and the squirrels gather up their nuts to store somewhere people storing up wood that stocks ten feet tall and that is how we know that it finally is Fall.

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