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Strawberry, Gem
July comes to an end, and I can see August waiting, looking down at us from somewhere. “Here here, our summer is beginning soon!” How was your July? by the way. Mine was… nothing special (which is the most mundane answer ever.) Well, but special things rarely happen, right? When someone asks me ‘how was your day?’, I usually say ‘nothing special’ coz it’s the easiest way to answer. For others, it doesn’t really matter how my day was, how I thought about things, or what happened to me. Every day, I ponder things that matter to me, feeling there is no end to my thinking. But I guess everyone else feels this way; they just don’t share or express it, holding on to it as one of their secrets, which shines in them like a gem. The number of gems is as much as the sparkle we have. The more, the merrier. Sometimes, they're hidden, unnoticed by others, but you know they're there, carried within you, shining inside you.
I wonder what color my own gems have. I'm not sure, so just imagine them. An attractive deep red like strawberry jam, must be stunning.
(Though in reality, they may be glittering blackly like the eyes of a raven.)
Have a lovely day
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