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Oct 20
A chilling frost descends
Upon the wings of idle butterflies
That sleep amid the grass -

Like sordid memories past.

The glowing dawn ascends
Until the green and gilded meadows rise
With purple flowers too -

The day begins anew.
kieran dacey boylan
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kieran dacey boylan  29/M/Sydney
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