Flutter
a Saturday morning poem
You may not pay much mind to the passing by of a butterfly, but it stopped to acknowledge my path as it fluttered by as if to say oh pardon, friend, I like the way you fly.
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You may not pay much mind to the passing by of a butterfly, but it stopped to acknowledge my path as it fluttered by as if to say oh pardon, friend, I like the way you fly.
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