Butterfly by Jenna Oakley

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So you thought you could fly
 Did you mate?
Did you look into the eagle’s eye?
 Did you hesitate?
Was it a lie?

Threesome harmony-red
Poetry’s society fled
 Impossible inquiry you said
My darling thought the poetry was dead

The wilderness wears
My dear
“Nudity is so bare”
Your greatness
Did they handle you un-fair?

You thought you could fly
The butterfly is I
Please tell me why
 You think
Poetry’s society did die
I am the butterfly

(Read slow)

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