Getting “dirt”-ied by the soil,
Breathing under the water,
Touched by the sky and clouds,
Talking to the trees and birds,
Washing dishes in the sink,
Seeing colors in the soap bubbles,
Loving more after a tough talk…
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[Poem]: For a New Blossom
While waiting for a new blossom, Let you not forget watering the roots, Droplets will dance with your feet! ...
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