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February 20, 2018

 

Butterfly

In my dreams I saw my
My own death
I closed my eyes
And ceased to exist
Wrapped in a caccoon
Of new beginnings
The caterpillar emerges
From the warm embrace
Of The caccoon.
What once was
Who I was
Remains a mystery
For from the caterpillar
Wings begin to appear
Testing the air
Preparing for flight
One life fades away
As the butterfly spreads

Its wings and begins
To fly. 

 

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