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Autumn
In summer, I slumber. Hibernate, rest and renew. My soul takes a vacation as long hot summer days drag on, I slumber. In Autumn, I awake. Energy abounds as it blows open my windows and doors. Inspiration and creativity waft through my mind on cool crisp autumn breezes . As colors burst across the canvas of my days my soul sings with the pure joy of living. My heart communes with nature. The sights, the sounds, the smells all invigorate me. I cannot get enough. I am smitten, in love with the world around me. Grateful for living in such a beautiful place, in Autumn, I was born, in Autumn I am my best self.
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