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?

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