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With dusty wings and awkward flight Your tiny buffalo body bounces on the delicate glass surface. An exaggerated shadow announces your plight. Is it the beauty of the butterfly that spurs you. Why so frustrated; so persistent? Do you know of emotion? Maybe you do, and it is your own dark turmoil that draws you to the glass skirted flame.
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
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With dusty wings and awkward flight Your tiny buffalo body bounces on the delicate glass surface. An exaggerated shadow announces your plight. Is it the beauty of the butterfly that spurs you. Why so frustrated; so persistent? Do you know of emotion? Maybe you do, and it is your own dark turmoil that draws you to the glass skirted flame.
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
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