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The Butterfly
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Christmas The Butterfly
As I spoke....
As it drank, sugary water.... I'd
Sprinkled on a bamboo plant.
Ho....my colourful friend.
Tell me what I seek....
Where do butterflies go....
When they go......to sleep?
What dreams,do you have......
And where do butterflies go,
When they die?
And where have you come from, and.......why ?
Your wings are silent now.
And they say you have a touch,
A......majikal,
if not at times........ an,
Everlasting
Effect.
Giajl © Jim Love
