October 17, 2009
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The seasons come and go,
Always beautiful but different.
They go on and on in the same cycle,
Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter,
Always gold,
Always shining,
Always here.
Wonderful and magnificent are
The seasons,
Each with its own distinct flavor,
But still all mixed with the spice of fun.

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