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Nectar's nexus

Pondering the reflections on this windless day                                                                                                                                                                                               It is so still here peaceful by the mirrored pond                                                                                                                                                                                               How to reach out to you so far across the way                                                                                                                                                                                               A flower in hand a letter to send or a song so fond                                                                                                                                                                                       as I consider a butterfly warms itself in the sun                                                                                                                                                                                   Dropping a pebble the ripples begin to flow                                                                                                                                                                                                     The bloom of a blossoming day has already begun                                                                                                                                                                                       In the distant shoals the bells loudly do toll                                                                                                                                                                                                  across the blustering sea sitting in small café                                                                                                                                                                                               as the wind blows through her cascading hair                                                                                                                                                                                                I wonder if he will ever come please just one ray                                                                                                                                                                                          as the storm blows across her heart would he share                                                                                                                                                                                    To love and be loved a point of divergency                                                                                                                                                                                                     in all its possibilities destiny or chance                                                                                                                                                                                                           A slow dance or a glance of urgency                                                                                                                                                                                                               A chaotic wind  or a sweet romance                                                                                                                                                                                                             Only time can tell as a butterfly spreads its wings                                                                                                                                                                                       and the hurricane brings the windswept rain                                                                                                                                                                                                 A  strange attraction the breeze and heart strings                                                                                                                                                                                         if this does not chime does not mean it is in vain

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