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gracious butterfly
Friday, February 4, 2011
short poem
Under the rain,
Under the sun,
In the passage of the wind;
But I moved on and about,
Monstrously devouring
Every fellow creature I found;
Yet, wretchedly remained
Always hungry,
Always anxious
Always wandering!"
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