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Autumn was already over
Winter was here once again and everyone were looking for a new shelter to cover,
Joyce was always a lover of this season, everybody asked why but she gave no reason,
at this time every flower and plant had die,
there were no existence of cats and dogs on the street
from old to young person put socks on their cold feet
night approach, and everyone even the "INSECTS"
gathered themselves under the chimney for some heat
during this period there were no cats and dogs to feast on the villagers meat
everyone wanted something hot to drink they wanted nothing to eat,
Even on the train ride everybody had to stay in their seat.
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