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Jul 2018
the butterfly lives and takes each day

they know not of tomorrow

each moves their *** and sits on grass

for them there is no sorrow


Amongst the trees and earthy bees

they exercise no power

content, no rent and time well spent

dancing with a flower


they flitter and they flutter by on dainty gentle wings

care not about or think about what the next life brings

it's enough to live and breatheΒ the air and savour every hour


How I 'd love to be like them and dance with every flower
Harriet Cleve
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Harriet Cleve
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