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Dandelion Seeds

Potential wishes, Newborn dreams and aspirations waiting for their turn in a world of cynics. Will they ever have a chance to fly? Optimism is dead. But still, they wait patiently. Just to fall and bear a new generation, stuck in the same place.

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elle-kris

F / American

Published: Jul 19, 2011
LinesWords: 1144

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