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A moth started to flutter Its wings, I found myself under A spell I can't break Such a perfect mistake It was then I fought For a life that was brought, In this world full of chances More than a coincidence Knitted by the threads of fate Entangled inside the gate Where flowers bloomed And mediocrity is doomed The moth started to guide me In ways, I don't feel empty Something dimly lit inside Burned brightly, unhide
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
The Moth Who Became My Mother
A moth started to flutter Its wings, I found myself under A spell I can't break Such a perfect mistake It was then I fought For a life that was brought, In this world full of chances More than a coincidence Knitted by the threads of fate Entangled inside the gate Where flowers bloomed And mediocrity is doomed The moth started to guide me In ways, I don't feel empty Something dimly lit inside Burned brightly, unhide
A poem dedicated to my second mother, an awesome entomologist in the Philippines - Dr. Aimee Lynn B. Dupo
#moth#mother#friend#mentor#thankful#chance
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eidorian
25/M/Philippines
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
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