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"isn't that something you want?" she asked. "no" i replied. "what i desire cannot be given. only by providence can that which is unattached be realized and only by letting go can it be integrated." "well then...", she said with a smile, "...perhaps it's time, hmmm?" and at that she folded in on herself over and over like complex origami until she became a butterfly.   then she fluttered into my chest and took root in my heart like a seed.   she grows there now like a low moon lover bathing in moonshine, dripping in starlight, changing in the glow.
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
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"isn't that something you want?" she asked. "no" i replied. "what i desire cannot be given. only by providence can that which is unattached be realized and only by letting go can it be integrated." "well then...", she said with a smile, "...perhaps it's time, hmmm?" and at that she folded in on herself over and over like complex origami until she became a butterfly.   then she fluttered into my chest and took root in my heart like a seed.   she grows there now like a low moon lover bathing in moonshine, dripping in starlight, changing in the glow.
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37/M/Texas
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
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