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It is 48 degrees today and yet the sun still hides itself beneath a thick wad of clouds. As I make my way across the pedestrian-filled street, a cool breeze still gnaws at me from behind. If the sun could only break out of the smothering shell to give a few extra degrees of warmth. Spring is on its way; its scent can be traced through the wispy air. The dawn of spring puts the darkness of winter to a welcoming end. The gloomy weather that encompasses winter with an iron fist taunts us and brings us down into a somber state. But the first fresh burst of gleaming warmth penetrates the darkness and lifts us up once again. Eagerness spreads across the face that is freed from the restraints of a harsh winter. The sun shines merrily once again and tells me I don't have long to wait until the fresh warm air is summoned back.