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The open doors of my garden give me a glimpse of the green of the world.
I have never had hands of this colour. There are kindred spirits who do it.
In accordance with my character, nature goes its own way.
I feel at home there. I have never had any conscientious objections.
And now, finally, a shower of light is spreading over my property, which is putting a protective layer on my soul.
It's like looking without glasses. Everything looks more beautiful, sometimes mysterious, sometimes an inner glow.
through the ever-expanding grey, seeing deer and foxes and neighbours at their best.
Yes, these magnifying glasses do act like a sunny valve at times.
One of the walls is lined with soft moss. I think.
Behind it lies a part of the rest of the world, and it gives me a free way of being.
And it is a pleasure not to be disturbed by the chirping of birds in the sky.
Seeing blind and hearing deaf is something I can cope with well.
These things give me a well-deserved sigh.
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