Dandelion Puff

Dandelion Puff, where have you been?

Dandelion Puff, is it a sin

to wish time, space, and all this din

would cease?

In your perfect dome,

there is fragile solitude,

that I find all too rare.

So how do I wish you would freeze now,

when it was only Master Change that made

you- is my wish a lie?

In this world of contradictions, where is your place?

Moreover, where is mine?

The End

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