Blossom
Blossoming out towards the sky
The little Flower wishes to fly
Such power lies not in it
But lies in a Bird that carries part of it.
The Dream is not fulfilled
Yet still happened in an unexpected way
To brighten someones day.
The Flower withers
The Bird leaves forever,
One thing they both wanted
They received, though Now is gone
Like the wind that ends in nothing,
Yet coming back out from Nothing
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