Season's Story

Reading a story is the seasons
Of an altering year.
Just like spring leaves,
Every story falls with their reasons.
Endings shrivel up and start dying;
Leaving us cold and unsatisfied.
Yet once we read a new adventure,
The world blooms without sighing.


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