My thoughts are like a dandelion,
A little bit of breeze and they spread,
Far and away.
Can not pull them back together again,
No matter how much I try.
All equally important,
all an individual in themselves.
Sometimes they reach where,
I want them to.
Sometimes they just travel away,
To the unexpected.
I wish and hope , they root themselves,
In the lands of adventure and love.
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