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Summer's almost gone
A long time until the dawn

Shorter are the days
I will not be able to play
Winter's coming to stay

I look at the sky as a tear falls from my eye

A cold wind blows
Everybody knows how fast the summer goes
A chill up my spine. No, this is not fine.
I pull my jacket tight. Longer are the nights.
The nights are getting long. Winter's getting strong.

The weather's getting cold.
Winters taking hold
Soon, snow all arpoumd on the ground will be found.
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