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I watch for the butterflies
Everywhere
I see them
Floating in air
Prophets to my eyes
They fly alone
Together
They drift
Come together
Die…
They show me the future
And that’s how I know
Where the chrysalis grows
And when it will hatch
Of Happiness
Or
Sadness
Just the same for my path

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