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Dance of a Dandelion
Now the games have changed
Now is my time for change.
Better myself.
I need to stretch out
Free myself of this prison
I’ve done no wrong
I can do no wrong
For there is no right!
Dance like dandelion seeds upon the air.
Little ballerina’s in their tootoo’s
Flying free, making jest at the fools on the ground
Escape this. Why did I put myself there?
Drowning beneath a savage sea of waste
Waist, wasting. Figure it out! I gotta get out.
Simple as plain – Plain is simple.
I’m hardly plain.
Imprudent, passionate, full of desire
Oh, desire the plenty!
For it is my life.
It is my dandelion seed.
Make my wish and make it fly, set it free!
It will float upon a dream
But as with all, to make it grow
It will need to come down
Find the richness of soil
Plant its roots
Dig down deep
Claim its ground
And blossom…
But without that safe home
Without that trust of no betrayal
She will not blossom
Forever floating upon the open air
Until she comes to rest in that savage sea
And lays her self within a shallow grave
Of all those presumed and bitter sweet memories
And there ends the dance of the Dandelion.
