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Of Butterflies and Dragons |
A simple desire, a matter of fact, a bit of discovery kept a spirit intact. To float on a wish for with hope as your wings, this dragon remembers how to dream within dreams. Soft as a petal, as easy as why, you spread out your heart then take to the sky. You see the horizon, the yellows and blues, Eternity beckons this lift within you. To dance with the stardust, a dream catcher’s eye, this dragon remembers a soft butterfly. A flutter of lashes A butterfly’s kiss A long everlasting We cease to resist…. |
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