Star counting

Since I came , stars have changed a lot against the dark sky, behind the well where the waters glisten. A rope and pail wait out a night ready to bring up the fallen ones shining by default in well waters ,dropped by a somewhat loose sky.

My fingers are tiny , not that pointy for star counting . I often forget where I stop and where to resume ,when I have to do my home work, in between and run up to the roof.

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