Notes

Trust between the grasses

Life and one’s feeling were something like trust between the grasses. Bends in harmony when the wind blows softly, tries to be steady when the rain drops fall, and covers each others when the sun stroke mercilessly.

Life and one’s feeling is something like trust between the grasses. Smiles with no tend to be a better part than itself, cries out loud while let no body hear the whispering broken soul within.

Life and one’s feeling will be something like trust between the grasses. Shares the same soil, pain & happiness where you already stand there without knowing anything about it yet there is a tremendous feel of understanding.

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