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The two buckets I'd laid outside are full to the b

The two buckets I'd laid outside are full to the brim now. It has been raining for three days with no respite. You know, the longer wild grass is growing fast and I don't want to trim them just yet. The tendrils are like a lover's hands, fingers reaching out to hold on to the edge. The roots, deep. But fragile. No. I won't trim them just yet. I want a backyard full of them. And I want a vase full of black and white piano rhythm skits. To play them from the beginning. From the end again. On repeat. Over and over again. And again. Till the roots are too deep to uproot. Let me make a home in front of that backyard. And call it home. Let it be home. It shall be home. A birdsong(5) #abirdsong #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #yqdidi #yqchallenge #rain Smruti Rekha Patra , thanks for remembering me. This is gratifying.
The two buckets I'd laid outside are full to the brim now. It has been raining for three days with no respite. You know, the longer wild grass is growing fast and I don't want to trim them just yet. The tendrils are like a lover's hands, fingers reaching out to hold on to the edge. The roots, deep. But fragile. No. I won't trim them just yet. I want a backyard full of them. And I want a vase full of black and white piano rhythm skits. To play them from the beginning. From the end again. On repeat. Over and over again. And again. Till the roots are too deep to uproot. Let me make a home in front of that backyard. And call it home. Let it be home. It shall be home. A birdsong(5) #abirdsong #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #yqdidi #yqchallenge #rain Smruti Rekha Patra , thanks for remembering me. This is gratifying.
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