On the street cold and lots of snow. But the sun is shining brightly. Becomes warm in the soul, and then in the body:
I remember the summer. And the snow turns into a lake. The sun dazzles the eye:
The night is coming. I imagined a sunny day. I saw an image of the sun in the lantern :)
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