Winter
The sun sinks in the sky and shadows stretch out, as if to touch the cold heart of darkness.
Spring
The sun rises in the sky and shadows shrink, as if fleeing from a song.
Summer
The sun reigns in the sky and shadows dance, as if they have found a partner in light.
Autumn
The sun paints a year in the sky and shadows echo time, as if they hold the secret of life.
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