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Maa always says that hope isn't great, it is a co

Maa always says that hope isn't great, it is a colourful version of fog. But I never gave her my trust. //Caption I have a daffodil plant in my garden. Maa always says that hope isn't great, it is a colourful version of fog. But I never gave her my trust. I used to sit beside the sapling and my eyes met the blushing sky in a clandestine tryst. We chattered about you. How I'd hold your velvety hands amidst a daffodil field and would paint you with a palette of love because ' love ' was my favourite colour. How we'd lay under the sky and it'd change to a deep shade of turquoise, my mother's favourite gem. I
Maa always says that hope isn't great, it is a colourful version of fog. But I never gave her my trust. //Caption I have a daffodil plant in my garden. Maa always says that hope isn't great, it is a colourful version of fog. But I never gave her my trust. I used to sit beside the sapling and my eyes met the blushing sky in a clandestine tryst. We chattered about you. How I'd hold your velvety hands amidst a daffodil field and would paint you with a palette of love because ' love ' was my favourite colour. How we'd lay under the sky and it'd change to a deep shade of turquoise, my mother's favourite gem. I
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