Glasswings
Masters in transparency, they fly
Towards beauty, never open sky
Were they borosilicate, maybe they would never ever die
Resurrecting of time, their transparency one can not deny
Anyway, they could affect the outcome of existence; it will in itself indemnify
But time for the Greta oto is fallible; as it should be for any glasswing butterfly
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