Did you feel okay

last night?

Did the drying, dying daffodils

keep you up?

Wondering, stuck

”How long til I pick a

dandelion to whir a wet wish?”

A flowered feeling that doesn’t dip.

How long and wrong am I

to want

to skip?

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Written by corr5y (Instagram).

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