In the chilling breeze of winters with a hot cup of coffee in my hands, I look at the cold, grey sky that had suddenly started to burst into pink and orange flames and rays of light and color. The sun had started to make it presence felt in the cold, dull world by spreading its shiny colors on us. Suddenly feeling the warmth of the sun, I had to remove my sweater to allow the rays of light and hope enter my soul. I decided to go down to the park and enjoy and embrace the new radiance of the new sun. I wore my slippers and walked down to the pavement and was welcomed by a shower of rain and a new fusion, only to my dismay till the time it’s nothing but the confused season.
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