Butterfly Land
A gathering of winged beings soaring down
Creating heavenly mists in swirls among the clouds
Destined to hover just below
A pinnacle of strangled hope
Exhaling their exotic breaths of Himalayan glow
Asphyxiating toxins found clinging to a soul
Basking in tranquility they yeild to passion's will
Drifting quietly to land upon a window sill
Where endurance rests peacefully, unencumbered
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