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Dandelion Milk, a poem

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On a star

I dream of

I live on

There is a place

Just one

Very far

But you can get there by dark.

A home

A town

Just over a hill

Sculpted by time.

Can you see it yet?

The sun shines all day upon the dahlias.

And the wind will love you

Like family.

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