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a haiku

Butterfly wings beat,

dancing inside the meadow 

until darkness comes. 

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Desk Flower

He asked to be her only

and very easily answered no. 

 

Spoke to me this story, 

my heart's now scared, justifiably so. 

 

Would I be the next to shrug,

a roll off the tongue? 

 

A hopeless romantic I used to be,

now, just hopeless some. 

 

Paint my thoughts with beautiful hues

of warmth and tender touch. 

 

When oh so quickly, it changes speed,

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