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Somewhere in this universe, there lies a dandelion.
A small, tiny, little dandelion
In a garden of red, green and white.

Poor lone dandelion,
Tries to rise up to survive.
Through the labyrinth of weeds’ roots,
It goes,
Bending its own self into an abnormal figure,
Through the chamber of roses’ thorns,
It goes,
Bleeds white,
Through the thick wall of bushes,
It goes,
Til' small sun rays penetrate the tree giant’s umbrellas
And shine upon it.

Weak,
It draws its last breath,
To nurture its very own seeds,
To sew white wings of angels,
To pray.

Fly.
Fly..
Fly…
My beloved,
To the land of the unknown,
Over the vast ocean,
To the highest mountain top...

Somewhere in this big universe, there lie many beautiful dandelions,
And a withered dandelion,
Under the sun,
Praying.



LilCookieJar ~ Bao Nguyen