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Butterflies (Free verse) by eviltwin Stepping from the shadows
Of a dark forest
Into a sun-buttered glade.
Short step
Butterflies take flight
In a storm of a thousand whispers
Face lifted to the glow
Stand still as world revolves
Caught in a spun-light web.
Up the ladder:
Jimmy
Down the ladder:
Eclipse 99
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Posted: July 23, 2002 4:16 PM PDT; Last modified: July 23, 2002 4:16 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.153681 Overall Rank: 5180 Comments:
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12-Aug-02/6:48 PM
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'storm of a thousand whispers' 'spun light web' 'sun-buttered' i am sated. thank you.
better...butter? ah...i get it butter---flys..you are sharp and muy intelligente, you must be dark angle'S kin, or perhaps his plumbers...CRACK!r
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