In this amniotic wind, in this hot summer season, our souls melt into the ether and return with fresh wisdom.
The summer season radiates rainbow immortal hues, bathed in floral aroma, soaked in pure sun-rays.
The summer season stretches her fire-sparked hand within, to cradle even the most icy heart and set heaven's eternal blaze within.
Spring may have danced with shyness from curtain edge to stage, yet the summer season comes as diva, as opera, as heaven's boldest smile.
The summer season heightens every hue, bringing the watercolour spring to fresh a pop-art vibe.
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