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A butterfly landed on my shoulder
while I was sitting outside
reading
the cold wind announcing the inevitable
autumn is closing in

The creature flaps and takes off
leaving no mark of ever been
there
its life will soon come to an closure
passionate but too short

I look around on the people passing
their calm stride intent and
uncaring
each one with a selfish end destination
eyes fixed on the ground

A small glance upwards at the sky
a bird unfoldes its beautiful
wings
and soares under the cloudfilled sea
freedom some would say



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