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The butterfly came In all its vunerable beauty Landing in my Outstretched hands
In awe I only cupped My hands around it Marveling at this gift Giving shelter Without attempting to detain
So it was that I held your soul With wonder In my hands Touching it for just a moment And giving it back again
Come again Visit often I whispered As i freed it to the wind
Thank you for the gift
by Andrette Inman
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