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there's a continual tracery
of butterflies in the air
and no matter how
she styles her hair
it falls back into patterns
it has always made
of butterflies in the air
and no matter how
she styles her hair
it falls back into patterns
it has always made
posted by burning moon at 5:10 PM
4 Comments:
I really like the thought behind this one.
The acceptance of continued patterns and behaviors, we all seem to fall victim to them.
does it seem finished to you?
I thought maybe it was just a snippet of a poem. It seems to end quite abruptly. But then, you know, it's easy to say more than you need to sometimes.
Yep, its finished , to me anyway, I think it says just enough *smile*
A delicate truth.
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