Dandelion
The act of taking chances
Is like losing your trying wings
Giving up, and letting go of the bits of romance
Searching for new beginnings
It may seem a touch foolish
Hopeless, to say the least
Fallling may seem childish
But it helps when prosperity is weak
Now I've found the strength to fall
When I find the new, I'll be complete
Now I amount to so small, like the fly on the wall
Who trys and trys but gets no relief
I'm a dandelion, blowing in the wind
Awaiting the chance to start again
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