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Four seasons of senses

Rain pitter patters,

the wind whistles through oak trees,

Autumn has arrived.

 

Snowmen have been built,

Christmas dinners have been baked,

Winter has arrived.

 

Happy pigeons squawk,

flowers bloom, welcoming Earth,

Spring has come to us.

 

Sunshine warms my skin,

strawberries nourish my mouth,

Summer has arrived.

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