Butterflies Drift
Butterflies drift
before a man
before
the
dawning night.
Clouds retreating
beyond the veil
beyond
a
setting sun.
Ruminate long
within this space
within
this
sober sight.
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Copyright © Rob Levasseur | Year Posted 2021
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