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Patricia May Neiderer

fluttering butterflies

the paths come together
and run side by side
some of us just wanting to hide
painting on plastic wrap
it will be such a ride
fun for some in an evil way
as the unknown is hidden
by the eye, as they glide
 
unto eternities without end
peeling each layer
as being born again
maybe painful, but
as the pure delight
takes hold
i find more

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