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Where It Goes
Love is like a butterfly
it pleases where it goes
finding memories to light on
waiting for one to reply
with frail blue wings
until sundown creeps a tide
and then it dies
till dawn in the sky
it pleases where it goes
finding memories to light on
waiting for one to reply
with frail blue wings
until sundown creeps a tide
and then it dies
till dawn in the sky
Published 28th Nov 2021
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Anonymous
28th Nov 2021 4:00pm
Hi Adagio,hope ur well?
This is an enchanting poem.
It glides in the mind.
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This is an enchanting poem.
It glides in the mind.
X
28th Nov 2021 4:26pm
