Dakota Hornak Poet I do not know?

A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies

The world was once too bright for me. 

My eyes would refrain from the colors and the light. 

So I took a paintbrush, and painted down the wings, 

of a creature so beautiful it was only in my dreams. 

I made enough to dim the world outside of my mind. 

My head was now just spinning like a kaleidoscope, 

of the creatures I’ve only dreamed,

and I decided to name them butterflies 

They fly with hope, they fly care, like a star in the darkest part of midnight,

and they left a trail color, too beautiful and bright.

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