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Sweat trickles down to form a salty pool


Every day, the nefarious sun glowers from above

After, moist dead leaves lay patiently on the floor

Soon, an hour will be regained and the wind’s whistle will be rejuvenating

Or one will sit tight for the exciting refrigerated outdoors

Notice the noteworthy finishing touches to the classy snowman?

Sometime later, new life will sprang in colors from all around

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