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Missing the warmth of summer sun
I brace my self and watch the fuzzy winter pluck away the topmost joy from our faces
Eager I try to hold back
A devastating wind whoops me on the back living awful souvenirs on my coat
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Winter

Missing the warmth of summer sun
I brace my self and watch the fuzzy winter pluck away the topmost joy from our faces
Eager I try to hold back
A devastating wind whoops me on the back living awful souvenirs on my coat
Nature, why this cruel? Rhetorical
I sob in tears on every passing day of the season

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