Simplicity is in the soil

There was a time when I hated plants/flowers in homes. I hated the thought of taking life from its source just to adorn one’s home. Honestly, I hated the thought of receiving flowers as gifts more than I despised plants. But hey, dislike for one made me dislike all. Flowers as gifts are the worst sign of love in my…

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Does he know that my love is one of a kind? It’s not fleeting or soft. Instead, my love comes with storms. The kind that lights up the sky with illumination cascading across its backdrop. Don’t mistake the storm as dangerous. No, indeed, this love is a sign of the changing of the tides. It’s the kind of storm that…

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