Little beauty
Why is your head down
Your lovely bright yellow
striking petals are turned down
Little beauty
soon you'll be blown away
Seeds in the wind
To find somewhere to start again
Little beauty
You hold within you many wonders
Yet you're considered a weed
Something to be torn out
Little beauty
When they try to quiet you
Hold your head up
And begin to shout
Little beauty
Hold your head up high
Reach for the sky
Try to stay alive
My beauty
My dandelion
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