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Butterflies
I feel the butterflies awaken
They have
rested for awhile
Nervous and excited they flutter
Roused by notions so long in denial
They gently surround my
spirit
Their
wings so free and young
They stimulate my lonely heart
With a promise of what might come
Creating thoughts as
they whisper and dance
Their images clear in my mind
I drink in the energy offered to me
Exploring hungrily at what
I might find
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