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butterflies.


I watch the birds fly above me,

Feeling left out and alone. 

So when you choose to fly around me, 

I suddenly feel I belong.  

You float by gently capturing my attention,

Beautiful as my favorite song,

Guiding me in the right direction

Into the blooming flowers 

Where I’ll find my home. 

 

To: Gregory

From: Leila

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