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curious hands
This is not about butterflies.
She pulled off his wings
and looked on
fascinated
by his struggle
then she took his legs
with innocent hands
turning her back
on his last breath
he was already forgotten
by the time she went outside
to taste the ashes
and dig up worms
She pulled off his wings
and looked on
fascinated
by his struggle
then she took his legs
with innocent hands
turning her back
on his last breath
he was already forgotten
by the time she went outside
to taste the ashes
and dig up worms
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