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Only crazy paragliding 
      wanders in heads of all fluffy dandelions
     and the older they are: the more easygoing they are.
As soon as they let their natural blonde shine to its fullest:
         they start to crave a round platinum afro:
and then: from morning till night:
                they try to anchor in the wind.