A Dandelion On the Plains

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I am a dandelion on the plains

Bursting with hope and the best

Of wishes

With an air of freedom I was blest

I am gifted with pleasant lightness

As I drift through

I catch sight of you

Where throughout the days

I drank in all from you I could get

Lovelier than I

I felt lighter

When finally a wind breezed me aloft

And I was off

A memory of me, all of them

Scattered to the world

Each part of me

Remembering every different you

Alas

A dandelion I was

Now withering die

On the airy plains

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