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The butterfly


Reflecting, staring up 

The sun was warm and bright.

How did the earth get so wet though ?

A butterfly appeared and kissed my face.

It told me that I shed a million tears, 

while wishing for you to come  back. 

 

 

©️Eleni . N

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