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°°Of Poem, Poet and Poetess°° The butterflies fle

°°Of Poem, Poet and Poetess°° The butterflies flew, from my stomach to the garden, and I sat unnoticed and unseen, for my attention lied somewhere in pages, blank pages, the yellow pages- amidst those small holes of white I saw words - white words on white paper which were a part of a poem without a poet & paper. °°Of Poem, Poet and Poetess°° The butterflies flew, from my stomach to the garden, and I sat unnoticed and unseen, for my attention lied somewhere in pages, blank pages,
°°Of Poem, Poet and Poetess°° The butterflies flew, from my stomach to the garden, and I sat unnoticed and unseen, for my attention lied somewhere in pages, blank pages, the yellow pages- amidst those small holes of white I saw words - white words on white paper which were a part of a poem without a poet & paper. °°Of Poem, Poet and Poetess°° The butterflies flew, from my stomach to the garden, and I sat unnoticed and unseen, for my attention lied somewhere in pages, blank pages,
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