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Feb 2020
The dew kissed grass weaved through my fingers,
The sunrays from the horizon knitted gold threads in my midnight black hair,
The morning spring air wrapped around my lungs and it felt like I breathed for the first time
The dew drops fell from the leaves and caressed my face
The sky smiled at me as the night sky's blanket was folded back
The birds chirped their sweet mellifluous as if welcoming me to their humble abode
The sun kissed peaches dropped from the trees
As if,
Begging me to kiss them and wrap my tongue around their sweet taste
The flowers opened their petals to look at the one who invaded their land
The squirrels ran around me playing
And I;
Felt 'one' with them
As they accepted me as their own .
yajushi
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yajushi  20/F
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