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Change

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The transition of seasons- How smooth do they make change look! Winter-Autumn-Spring-Summer-Monsoon Repeat. You don’t notice them changing each day But then you feel it when they arrive when A pang of cold hits your face; or while Returning home from work without an umbrella on a rainy day or when The sunsets are delayed And in that moment of realisation  They make you feel they are there to stay But before long One’s gone and ready to welcome the other You don’t always like all the seasons For some its too hot, rainy, breezy or cold; on most days And you would kill to go back to the comfort of your favourite season Like I- to the warmth of winter  Most attach it with bleakness But it’s my happy place Not only because of fuzzy sweaters and how beautiful it makes everything look But because of how at peace it makes me feel I can’t stand cold but I love it Ironic, right? But that’s how it is. Your world will flip upside down...
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