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I might edit this picture, once I take a decent pic for the right side. The one I currently have here isn't the best of pictures. (I'll admit it! xD)

Sometimes we believe that with age comes a certain ugliness. People grow wrinkles, and hair turns to grey. Sometimes we believe that our lives begin to have no meaning. Have you ever blown on a dandelion, to see its little fluffy speckles to dance in the wind? I know that when I was a child, sometimes, there was nothing else that I had more fun doing. The simple times. But such proves, that even small things like flowers (or weeds), though they might age, will always have some purpose, and be able to do some good in this world. I think we're like that, too.

Description
I might edit this picture, once I take a decent pic for the right side. The one I currently have here isn't the best of pictures. (I'll admit it! xD)

Sometimes we believe that with age comes a certain ugliness. People grow wrinkles, and hair turns to grey. Sometimes we believe that our lives begin to have no meaning. Have you ever blown on a dandelion, to see its little fluffy speckles to dance in the wind? I know that when I was a child, sometimes, there was nothing else that I had more fun doing. The simple times. But such proves, that even small things like flowers (or weeds), though they might age, will always have some purpose, and be able to do some good in this world. I think we're like that, too.