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Apr 2018
You
:                    Imperfectly perfect
the rainbow that seems a limb short without
             your colors  added to its list
your mind still unclear on what this color is;
     just like my vision in the winter mist
the next time you have a doubt on whether        
       my bland ink scribblings really exist
     Ask yourself this: Does a butterfly really
       know that it is such a beautiful beast ?
Written by
Dinank Bista
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   Fawn
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