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Seasons
The falling of leaves
You can see in the breezes
Cover the ground like grasses
The breezes turn cold
And white snow covers the ground
The chill of winter sets in
But soon the snow melts
The plants and birds start to sing
Grasses start growing again
The weather stays hot
Leaves turn from light green to dark
This cycle will never end.
Contest: Ancient Song Poetry Contest
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