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Envoi

Fly, white butterflies, out to sea,
Frail pale wings for the winds to try,
Small white wings that we scarce can see
 Fly.
 
Here and there may a chance-caught eye
Note in a score of you twain or three
Brighter or darker of tinge or dye.
 
Some fly light as a laugh of glee,
Some fly soft as a low long sigh:
All to the haven where each would be
 Fly.
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