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Sep 2020
Winter one day, summer the next
we don't have a spring
this was my early morning text
to my friend in Beijing

Yesterday i wore a sweater
today it is shorts
i never know what to do better
hit the gym or tennis courts

then suddenly it started raining
while through came his reply
stop your whining and complaining
at least you can see the sky
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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   ju and Patrick
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