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Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Fluttering wings
in the celestial horizon.
Flaring over the beautiful things
below the blazing sun.  

Soaring and flapping
over every blossom
and every sapling.
Never to be forgotten.

Rain of butterflies
channeling every inch of grass
and gliding the tranquil skies
exploring this world's wide mass

— The End —