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Dec 2010
oh dandelion,
my dandelion
the wind carried your seeds
though i never wished
for them to land upon me
how many then, has it been?
how many times have we thrown
our cares to the wind?
with arms wrapped 'round my waist
i look to the mirror
to the wonders i must face
how can you know
when the wind steals your seeds
if they ever did grow?
© Jenna A. 12/5/2010
Written by
Alice
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