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dead butterflies, a tanka

winter, the poet sad affections disordered mourns in the morning dead butterflies slaughtered by the blunt blades of butterknives © Gail Foster 18th November 2016

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Date: 1/13/2017 4:20:00 AM
How to write so lovely about such a saddened altercation.
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Date: 11/19/2016 4:03:00 AM
What a horrible sight that must have been, still I like the way your words flow. Namaste.
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