Endings.

One breath.
The dandelion falls apart,
into a hundred new stories.

Ian Miller

zeckrombryan says:

November 18, 2018 at 7:58 pm

Another blow, the dandelion dances with the wind, breathing new life into this world. Great piece of poetry. Hope to see more from you. 😊😊😊

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