Kim Namjoon, well everybody knows you as the strong banyan tree that is so big and strange and grand that we automatically submit. But you’re like almost like wind that rustles between the leaves of the forests, touching the ground, smooching the branches and birthing seasons. Fickle, clumsy - a few leaves rattle and fall and you worry about it. But like the big banyan, I hope you embrace it too with your big arms. I hope the next day when you visit the park and the trees and the han river, your spirit rejoices and you feel liberated with mother Gaia. Namjoon you’re the Nainital Terai forests; the sun filter through you on the plains. Namjoon you’re you
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