The Puzzeled Dragonfly
In a muddle
In a puddle
In a world made of dismay
On a rock in the middle a dragon fly prayed
He was battered
He was tattered
He was in a terrible way
From the things in his heart he tried not to say
All the confusions
All the delusions
All the the emotions he couldn't convey
In his muddle of a puddle in this world of today.
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