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Soil

And then I realized how blessed they are...
"They are blessed with the most precious thing...
Those smiles....
Naughty
With heart
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Those eyes....
Charismatic
Speaking
Full of life"
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I realized a missing part in me.....
"The love in between them...
Shaking hands with sincerity...
Welcoming you with love...
Showering happiness for you..."
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They had unfolded something in me...
"Untold stories
Unsung people
Undiscovered locality
Yet unmatched experience..."
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Sighed long....
That silence had made me shivered all along....
They hold a place, tightly inside me....
Those chirping
Just enchanting...."
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And that when playing with soil
Realization...
"You are made of soil and will return to it"....
And what actually soil is???
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Quietness
Relief
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Contentedness!!!!

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