A lonely butterfly
Hugging every flower nearby
Mending the wings so hurt
Alone, crying out the heart
Deep in great agony
Killed by her own grief
Hurled by wicked words
Amidst all this cruelty
Without warning, a healing surprise
Aroused in a lovely form
Jabbed away the grieves, tears, agonies
A warm blanket, a protecting saint…
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