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Feb 2012
Today the upside down butterfly
It landed on me
The blue brick wall
It fell beneath my feet
I walked it to the underground tunnel
Where the black eyes
Looked into me like the kaleidoscope
Hanging from my ceiling above my bed
They took my eyes
And not knowing of their sadness
I fell into the carpet
I sunk into the floor
Four whole hours
I watched the children run away
I watched without watching
I loved without loving
And I fell without falling
The sound of crackling eggshells
reminded me of what I could not see
The way he touched my melting lips
Simple ecstasy
All something I could not see
I forgot of the black eyes
And the butterfly
It landed where I could not see
Could not hear
Could not feel
But as I walked through my own thoughts
I could think
I could do anything
I was me
Hannah Elisabeth Johnston
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   Timothy Brown
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