Those who live in places with harsh winters understand the joy summer brings. In the dark, white months it feels as if we've lost the sun forever, that we may never see green grass again, but like always, when at our most hopeless, the snow melts, the flowers bloom, the sun shines. It is our hope of summer that keeps us going, and the changing of seasons that makes us uncomfortable. We long for complete and utter happiness, but what will we do when the sun doesn't shine?
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