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Spring ,Summer ,Autumn, Winter fall throughout the year ,one cycle in all. Four seasons that represent our growth through life itself and lead us forth. Spring, the bringer of new life awakening from Winter’s strife. Colours brighten up our day while snow and ice simply melt away. Summer, the growth of harvest crops ensures that gathering never stops. Until at last, there comes a time when farm machinery cease their chime. Autumn is a season of decay Brown, amber, yellows rule the day. The days grow short as night draws in. Prepare for another season to begin. Winter, the beginning of the end of year long life as cold descends. Some creatures curl up warm and tight and sleep though winters fading light. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter fall throughout the year, one cycle in all. Four seasons that represent our growth through life itself and lead us forth.
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