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Autisma
Poems
May 7
butterfly
a bright, dusted, parrot looking butterfly
swung by, past one side of my cheek, then the other - then round up past my head, where it blew about a bit like a dementia riddled dog with wings for a while.
Then vanished over the roof top.
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