Dandelions
A soft breeze blows. A beautiful dandelion dances in the wind. It beckons me to come closer. As I pick it up, I notice how optimistic and full of life it is. As I blow on the seeds, they scatter through the air as gracefully as figure skaters on ice. I sigh as I am filled with great joy and relaxation. Itβs now time to go home.
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