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I'm No Lepidopterist, Merely a Butterfly for...

Once, I held a hope .....now.

I'm eating cold duck, in the morning.

Save, all your tears, for..... the living.

For, the dead....cry no more.

And all the while

I could smell chocolate, in your hair

Because, you don't, understand me.

You never, gave me ..... a chance.

I may be, too old, to.....

Change

But, I'll never, be.

Too old....

For

Romance.

Giajl © Jim Love