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I Know It's Summer, but I'm a Winner

Near Winter's beginning, the leaves gently tucked underground-
The pleasantries of cool snowfall flake the landscape and dust the rooftops,
Below their flaky heaps we find the quietest place around, where even our thoughts becoming muffled and under candescent, candy scent, candle scene, condolence, comforted in a cozy comforter under no camera or can comprehend calamity in the cadence of carols and carousing with calm.

We welcome in the blanketed roadways and the amassed notions or Hurry.
Gently sharing an equivocal equator polarity with the feather that rests in the car acting as a orienteerent. Gently also sharing the melted structure of the suffering bear as the melted structure is adages to one loss of an atom or cell.
Offering one respite, the atoms death to the birth of a year. Making it stronger, adhering to a stronger light- a more distant Sun. 4 weeks make a strong but 28 is infinite and 31 is minute to the glass half-full. An attitude and adage; a change. Moreover the wingcrest, more to the blonde. The pheromone until a frond. But stays back, respecting God.

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