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I, Dandelion
I will be forever branded as a weed.
An unsavory pest,
Nobody consulted me,
Nobody told me why I lacked beauty
Do I not bloom for long enough?
Is my pigment too dull?
My seeds try their best to grant your wishes
It doesn’t make sense
It isn’t fair.
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