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A Windswept Butterfly
I'm like a butterfly
Often blown askew
In a fluttering wind
As i flap amongst the morning dew
Caught on the breezes
Swaying to, and fo
I have nowhere to hide
And nowhere to go
My flourescent blue wings
Collide with a bower
I thus fall to the ground
Upon a fine flower
I sup upon its nectar
So divinely sweet
Restoring my strength
For every wing beat
But my wings begin to fray
Tattered, and torn, in complete disarray
And i know one day soon
That i'll sinply be blown away
As i weaken further
And forever grow thinner
My destiny awaits me
As i become a hungry birds dinner
by Jema
Often blown askew
In a fluttering wind
As i flap amongst the morning dew
Caught on the breezes
Swaying to, and fo
I have nowhere to hide
And nowhere to go
My flourescent blue wings
Collide with a bower
I thus fall to the ground
Upon a fine flower
I sup upon its nectar
So divinely sweet
Restoring my strength
For every wing beat
But my wings begin to fray
Tattered, and torn, in complete disarray
And i know one day soon
That i'll sinply be blown away
As i weaken further
And forever grow thinner
My destiny awaits me
As i become a hungry birds dinner
by Jema
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