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Black Sometimes, I long to be a dandelion, Emergin

Black Sometimes, I long to be a dandelion,
Emerging from the soil, gazing at the sun’s golden hue,
Free from life’s burdens, devoid of any tie,
No tomorrow to ponder, just the present to pursue.

Basking in the sun’s radiant glow,
Knowing it will grace the sky once more,
Yet in mere months, I’ll wither and fade,
Becoming the soil, becoming The Ground

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  the ground#eidmubarak  UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena

the groundeidmubarak UnHeardकवि @Dristi Dash @Bhagyashree Jena #Life

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