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Seasons

Is it snow or rain …
Humid dampness or frigid chill …
Fragile stems either nurtured …
Or fated to die …

Perhaps we needn’t distinguish …
There is always a season for both …
That same substance that creates …
Can also destroy …

And such is life …
In all its beauty …
In all its tragedy …
My fragility is yours …

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