Intuitively dandelions burst forth
a million wishes floating; dreams of chaos.
Weeds have already championed Darwin. Proliferate unchecked,
unbalanced equations of what equals beauty.
Blind your eyes of the beholder; you would settle for what is common. Mudane
in your ability to hate the thorns, but love a rose.
Pollination
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Stepfanie
Sunday, May 08, 2011
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