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Seasons

Are Like Emotions

By Kelley K.U.Published 6 years ago 1 min read
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After the green has become multi-colored, and then they slowly return back towards the center of the Earth, they will eventually dry out, crumple into used up pieces of paper, scraped up and thrown away, to make sure the greenery can grow again soon, without being suffocated by the passing of those who had their autumn prime. But then...

When the snow falls, the Earth’s energy transforms. Winter is a cloak, as the ground’s core still remains, while its fashion has been altered. Yet do not fear what has happened. The sun still rises once a day, although we may not always see it smile as brightly as it had in the past. This does not mean that the warmth has run away, or that the air is no longer wishes to hold you and cuddle you with its sheet of overwhelming love. I can make you this one promise:

Summer has not vanished, it is only hidden, just as fall is under disguise, and spring is below the surface, awaiting its moment to rise. Nothing is ever gone, everything has a continuous presence, it can become visible just as quickly as it can disappear. Touch and vision are not the only verifying senses.

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