In winter, darkness comes
But it lights up when it snows.

Spring is coming soon enough
To expose winters bluff.

Summer is what Summer does
Warm and shiney without fuss.

Autumn comes and so does death.
Leaves are crumbling from its breath.

Now repeat and feel its might
A year has passed and it feels allright.

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