“If I was a dandelion and the wind blew me away
and
I
was
scattered,
would you follow me?”
“I would.”
“But how would you find me?”
“I don’t know. But that’s not the point, is it?”
“Then what is?”
“I’m the wind.”
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This one is soooo pretty and very strong. Simple and strong <3