January's cold rains are asking for a return
February's strong winds are coming
In March... April , the weather will stop
The warm winds will blow
The sun will burn
The silence of may will kill
June ... July will come and torrents will rise
In August eyes will cry
Dry leaves will be wrapped
September evenings will pass quick saddened the birds
Nights will be long days will gather in memories
November will turn yellow in the cold silence of december
Season Myths soaked in the rain drops of window
This Year will passed
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