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

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