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Butterflies leave kaleidoscopic dust on my skin as I gently shake them off and record their movements to memory. Aimless flutters, entirely devoid of panic. Like this world and its elements was theirs alone to experience.
Debdutta Pal
🦋 Marie A. Rebelle
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