October 16, 2009
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I have always loved dandelions;
the crisp summery scent, yet bitter taste to their leaves.
The way they grow everywhere and become spindly and long-necked.

I love how their sunny yellow heads become a nest of seeds over night,
ready to be blown away by the slightest breath.

How many dandelions I have wished upon, I couldn't possibly know, for it is a great temptation to pluck one and send it's seeds flying,
carrying a wish.

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