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Seasons Haiku

Water cascades down the waterfall.

While black swallows plunge for their prey (fish).

Flowers bloom in Spring.

The sun shines in the morning sky.

The laughter of children can be heard.

The smell of grilled chicken fills everyone’s noses.

Gale-forces sparkle the leaves everywhere.

The moist morning.

The dim sun isn’t in sight only clouds are.

All ages glare at the snow.

Snow drift down on to the frozen lakes.

Icing is glazed onto the cake.

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