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The magic of seasons

Lambs leap in field.

Fluffy chicks cheep cheakly.

Happy flowers wave in calm wind.

 

Waves take over the noice
of noisy children’s scream.

Waves crash against the
sandy, greenish grey rocks.
sand has a burn of fire spreads

through my blood.

Crunchy leaves crackle under my feet.

Conkers bang against my head.

leaves paraglide down from trunks.

 

Snow is like ice flavoured ice cream
that covers the ground with a frosty glow.

 

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