Of the gifts in plenty.


Of close, cherished memories.

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Of destruction and birth.

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Of the flights of fantasy.

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Of survival of the fittest.


Of the possibilities of co-existence.


Of all the hidden treasures.


Of the road less taken.

Of the winds of change.

Of the winds of change.


Of the dance of divine.

Every time I look around, I see it in plenty. Perhaps, colour green has something that makes it nature’s favourite. As I pondered over what all it could be and found this, my travel tales surely took a certain hue.

The next time you see its streak, you too might find a connect.

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