I wish your days the green diversity of grasses slenderly defined now curved, now reaching for the sky. With humble means: a root, a blade is magic made. Look to your tools, your stuff! One heady try may be enough to leave behind what's dull, what's done and dance new patterns drawn of wind and sun.

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