dandelion.

“How is it that you’re so strong?”
A laugh escapes my lips
dancing like a wisp

A hundred eyes watch me
a thousand hands reach
reach

I wish I was a dandelion
blown into an invisible draft
free to run, to fly

a soaring bird, never ever
putting a foot down onto the lush,
plentiful earth.

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I enjoy penning my thoughts in words, and the strangest, most random things inspire me.

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