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Nov 2016
I wish to be a butterfly so the winds can hear my song
            for if you listen in silence,
then the flower sings along.
The raindrops are my drums
         for they collapse in a rhythm on everything and everyone.
I smiled like a rainbow,
              but then the sun faded
and I was just a memory of colour and now I am gone....
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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