A poem

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The days are warm and the nights are cold. 

I am all alone. 

The silence consumes me and fear settles in. 

The cold winds howls and the branches clash. 

Rain beating down. 

The sun rises and the birds chirp.

I am happy. 

There are flowers all around. 

The green grass against my toes, feels so good. 

The hot sun beaming down on me 

giving me life. 

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