She would make medicine
For the butterflies in their case;
Used tea leaves,
rose petals and water,
Which she would administer
With a cracked pipette
In the hope of waking them
From their slumber.
Nov 13, 2011
Nov 13, 2011 at 2:24 AM UTC
She would make medicine
For the butterflies in their case;
Used tea leaves,
rose petals and water,
Which she would administer
With a cracked pipette
In the hope of waking them
From their slumber.
An image from a dream, woken up by the drip from a loose roof tile. Thought I would share.
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