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I Sense Them Before I See Them

Faeries flutter and stutter
My ears perk up
I sense them more than I see them

They slowly come into view
My peripheral vision gets the first glimpses
Dainty and determined 

One notices I see them.
Poof. They are gone.
Shy as a daisy chain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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