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There's a palpable imbalance In that universe of c

There's a palpable imbalance
In that universe of crows;
It's a slight shift in the zephyr
That commences an ominous stir.
Yet, the little flower continues
Chasing butterflies in the forest
Of chortling, iridescent trees;
For, she surmises the miracle
That this snippet of rapture
Shall come to symbolize;
As she's bound to be one
Of the plodding masses
Who shall have to endure
Whatever befalls this realm.
So, she dances with the bees. "Chasing Butterflies"

The threat of pain should never mean succumbing to stasis and defeat.

Key Phrase: chasing butterflies in the forest
Challenger: Kumarpal Bhai

(c) Pinterest Photo.
There's a palpable imbalance
In that universe of crows;
It's a slight shift in the zephyr
That commences an ominous stir.
Yet, the little flower continues
Chasing butterflies in the forest
Of chortling, iridescent trees;
For, she surmises the miracle
That this snippet of rapture
Shall come to symbolize;
As she's bound to be one
Of the plodding masses
Who shall have to endure
Whatever befalls this realm.
So, she dances with the bees. "Chasing Butterflies"

The threat of pain should never mean succumbing to stasis and defeat.

Key Phrase: chasing butterflies in the forest
Challenger: Kumarpal Bhai

(c) Pinterest Photo.
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