The silouettes of
butterflies
are dancing on my face.
I wonder...
If a butterfly could laugh,
what would it sound like?
Would they laugh at
me,
in the petty foolishness
of my decisions?
Would they
mock
me
for dwelling on
inconsequential
wishes?
I hope not.
I do so love
butterflies...
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