I am
I’m a little dust
Flown by the storm
Hope that I could seize the perfect blue sky someday
But strong wind push me away
I’m a little dust
Flown by the storm
Hope that I could stand on the stable rock someday
But strong waves push me away
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Well…I wrote that poem 5 years ago. How witty…Reminds me of early waken up eyes of an innocent baby…But that’s cool I think…Put hopes, look forward for them, and never stop dreaming about their "carnation"…You’ll never know