You and me have so much in common with the dandelions. But the thing is, I'm more like the bottom thing. Trying not to fall apart when weather is awful, even if structure of the stalk is not resistant at all. You are more like this fluffy top part. Very soft, easy to break and when the wind is much harder than you thought you flew away, just like dandelions seeds. This is our difference, cause you are happy for flying as far as you can and see new places, but I stayed bald and with feel I did something which makes you left that fast.
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In my head
PoetryThis is not just story this is how I see my live and how I try to fight with it.
