Butterflies
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She was told, "You've changed like a butterfly."
Minerva met the Savior early one MORN
MORN draped in silk of WHITE
WHITE reigned supremely PURE
PURE as the black of night, when she entered new haven.
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Inspired by Nette Onclaud
Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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