Summer: when the day feel so hot and red
Looks, on injury time that so messed up
Everything looks on fire
Autumn: when the stuffs fell and break into some pieces,Â
It was so blue and dark
But, it was released some toxics then we grow up for next level
Spring: when the day feel so fresh
It runs smoothly though lullaby usÂ
However we dream on itÂ
Winter: Yeah, it's going to be cool
Cool as an ice cube in minus degree
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