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NEW PROMPT: Write a story or poem entitled, "The End of Summer." THE END OF SUMMER! I long for the end of hot summer days like some small kids await vacation play! Crisp breezes make me look for autumn's signs; I'm at my happiest when I can find fast-falling leaves with brightly colored hues, cold harvest sunsets, blazing off from view, thick frost crystals in early morning chill, young sledders gazing at their long-missed hill anticipating crusting snow to fall! To brisk these soft ways the end of summer calls!
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