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Catch Wind

  • Delia M.M. Crowley
  • Jan 3, 2021
  • 1 min read

I'm free

like a butterfly.

And then I die,

to wonder why?

Why does the

Sun shine?

Radiate

Waves of

Wind

Under my

Wings.

I am free.

Like a butterfly.

🦋

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