Seasons.

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I hate summer,
Because it never warms me.

I detest winter,
Since it's always cold to me.

I despise monsoon,
Because it never fails to make me cry.

I loathe spring,
Since it never returned after bidding me goodbye.

I dislike autumn for no reason.
I abhor all the seasons.

Since they change occasionally.
And my world is floating aimlessly.

°°°Hgk...

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