As a kid, you see a dandelion as a beautiful flower that you would pick to give to your mother, or your best friend.
As you grow older, you no longer see gorgeous flowers but just as pesky weeds.
No longer seeing beauty in something you once loved.
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Babies Born Broken
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Dandelion
As a kid, you see a dandelion as a beautiful flower that you would pick to give to your mother, or your best friend.
As you grow older, you no longer see gorgeous flowers but just as pesky weeds.
No longer seeing beauty in something you once loved.