in the sky
she flutters
a butterfly
blue mixed with some other colours
and so pretty
clever ones i have seen
i wonder what made her fly to this city
turns from a caterpillar to this like a machine
and i do believe
that in my past life i would have been
one of these
so wonderful things
and i cannot wait
i have been missing my wings
it has always been fate
and when it is time for me to leave this world
i am on my way coming
to be returned
back into the butterfly i am becoming
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k slam poetry
I write about what people do not want to talk about
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