Empty dandelions
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Last published Sun, Jul 16, 2023
I've heard of love that comes once in a lifetime. I thought you were that love of mine... but now I'm sitting in a field of empty dandelions. I wished on every one that you'd be mine.. but I was to blind (inspired by the song dandelions by Ruth B)
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