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Cyclical
One state pursues another state.
You are always yourself.
Delicate finger tips, tactile,
In caresses like the edges of butterfly wings.
Behind your eyes is beauty, always.
A spirit in formations of breezes
The color of bliss, a divine contrast
To all of this, world in grotesque.
From place to place – Your foot prints
Have grace, in every phase of every place,
As the world knows how to heal itself
In your essence, sprung forth in butterflies.
A marvel is a voice that inspires longing.
Soothsaying spells that bring down
The monsters that lurk, in remembrances of hurt,
Opening into views of endless hues.
In your mind is a Kabuki Theatre of shadows -
As the sun dances in shapes of romance,
Serenading the senses of the soul
Permitted to perceive peace.
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