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Butterfly Life

She flutters into view

Mostly sun bright and ebony polka dotted Sometimes black with orange and blue spotting She wants us to notice

We hit pause and focus

Her whispery moves Skirting open landscapes Choosing freedom Rather than the burden of

Believing that a worrisome mind Is a prerequisite to competency From here to there and over there again She ripples by Carefree as the wind that Makes flight possible Today is always fading Tomorrow already in the making But to the butterfly One day can be a lifetime.

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