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Here it is, Autumn

My habit to open the door to a balcony after waking up, the first thing in morning is going to be over soon. The fresh crisp and cold air today greeted me. The change in the season and one look at my little plants, I feel like a bulb that too will go into hiberation but yet blooming!

dawn eyes...
as if there is a wish
still to come true


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