Video Courtesy: Dhanya Pappan
Swept by the wind
and borne by the breeze,
wherever they blow
on their wings carried,
dropped on the fence,
left by the street,
life rolls on
like the freed seed
of a milkweed,
though without the gentle flow
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and the landing ease.
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