All seasons came to me,
I took care of them equally,
I knew all of them were very effective,
But at the end of the year,
I found a very important season was missing,
It was my favourite season, my dearest season,
I searched for it extensively,
But nowhere I found it,
I understood it had gone far away from me,
I became very sad and gloomy.
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