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after we met
i turned
into a moth
approached the light
and burned up
you were worth it
A sweet poem despite the sense of pain
Walk beyond the farthest mountain I walk slowly holding a small thing, Watching ears of pampas grasses waving, A tiny butterfly dancing arou...
A sweet poem despite the sense of pain
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