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I run my fingers through the dirt.<\/p>\n
I sift, knead, and sort the earth in my palms.<\/p>\n
I inhale the rich smell of the soil.<\/p>\n
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My soul smiles and unwinds.<\/p>\n
I am in my secret haven.<\/p>\n
I come here to recharge my depleted batteries.<\/p>\n
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I mix in organic fertilizer, careful to keep the balance.<\/p>\n
If I add too much, I might burn the plant.<\/p>\n
If I put minimal nutrients, the plant’s growth becomes compromised.<\/p>\n
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My lips curl upwards in amused understanding.<\/p>\n
Tending to my garden is a reflection of my life.<\/p>\n
Balance is key.<\/p>\n
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Oh! How it is easier said than done.<\/p>\n
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\u00a0 I run my fingers through the dirt. I sift, knead, and sort the earth in my palms. I inhale the rich smell of the soil. \u00a0 My soul smiles and unwinds. I am in my secret haven. I come here to recharge my depleted batteries. \u00a0 I mix in organic fertilizer, careful to keep … <\/p>\n