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Ages When I was young my youth lasted a long time. When someone said next year, it sounded as it was forever. I remember the long summers but realize it is the sum of many summers. Since in our estimation summer lasted long into autumn and mild winter. The real cold season lasted a month, and since We didn´t sit still it didn´t feel so cold. Now that I`m old the seasons whirl faster and faster rapid I get dizzy and have to sit down or hold on to my cane. the tremendous speed is accelerating towards doom and the hope of another spring.

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