Garbage into flowers

Tuesday, 16 August 2022

Fragile

 Life is fragile,
fluffy dandelion wishes
blown away on a breeze. 

I lose myself in tales of love,
kindness and belonging. 

But life is still fragile,
blown away on a breeze. 

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