It is only a part of life
Sometimes a little tart
And at other times
Not
Feathering
Through the air
It travels
Like a pair of darts
Sometimes
Becoming unnoticeable
There it lays
In a state of dormancy
Waiting
To explore
Its sweet fragrance
Everywhere
Then suddenly it turns
Into a gaseous animal
Trying to conquer its surroundings
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