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A chilling frost descends Upon the wings of idle butterflies That sleep amid the grass - Like sordid memories past. But glowing dawn ascends Until the green and gilded meadows rise With purple flowers too - The day begins anew.

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obsidianeyes

29 / M / Sydney

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obsidianeyes

29 / M / Sydney

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Oct 20, 2019

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Tags: #morning #sunshine #butterflies

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