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With Winter comes Secret‘s of life. Sometimes secret is little sometimes secrets shine bright like fresh early morning snow. The secret is knowledge of surviving in cold harsh environment, it is like nothing ever you can imagine just happened and there is no time time prepare, you feel naked and exposed everything is left for you is instinct to survive. You just keep crawling and digging in Winter snow and all that is left is just footsteps vanishing away in blizzard. It‘s time then all that is matter comes to you and all hope from people you care about keeps creeping on your burden shoulders. You can build iglu, you can build cave from snow, you can hide in it but you can never hide from yourself and you can never feel warm flames from any hearth you know – that is the Winter my friend.

Spring is hope, spring is joy hopping that hope will come. All the obstacles from Winter time is melting and freshness trying to keep head‘s up for warm believes. Its time for songs it‘s time for recreating what is lost during cold and hopeless Winter night‘s and colorless days. It‘s time to count loss and divine treasures among survivors.
You can never leave you can never feel that is just happened to you, you just keep jumping in the air hands wide open and your bottle full of liquor without no hesitate smashing you opponents just freshly and beautifully as you can. Your knife stabs like sting right in the weakest opponents Achilles knee. You smoke you drink you just become hurricane you can reach everything and taste everyone you are the king of your life. Sun shines to you and your smile shines back, with laughter and song you turn on even dead ones. Life comes you light comes without warning and keeps zipping till everyone knows you around.

Summer takes you to higher place there you can see world from creator point of view. Your muscles are relaxed, your hearth is open for new experience and joy. Long days and short nights is just opposite face for winter miseries.  You can work all 24 hours a day and feel no pain you can look at yourself and enjoy happiness of life. You don't want high like me you don't want to stuck, you must just keep flying and reach every treasure you can reach. Beat is just poming your hearth summer will burn your life in flames of recreation. Put your head high above the sky and you will crash the heavens. The end of of you is near but it isn't gone happen just now.

Here comes Autumn – the prophet of misery still being misunderstood and so wherry poorly honored like a thru martyr for people keeping their hopes for better future no matter then it comes. Summer makes them soft and warm like little kittens just trying to reach their mother, but soon realizing that mother is gone. Some will survive and grow bigger some will never stand a chance against that is coming
Waiting for better future builds path for Autumn miseries. People become ostriches with their heads in the ground. Orchestra of blurry wet pain keeps playing till all audience will realize that best times is gone and take squirrel y action and trying to hide nuts to safer ground alongside with treasures inside hearth for future to come. You can never imagine the magnitude of injustice of Autumn then all your life depending on other keeps smashing right in to conservative barriers. Afraid and fright is just two words then autumn trying to become Winter.
2016-06-26 05:14
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