Dew Drop Tears
The torn wing of a butterfly flutters sorrowfully in the wind, a mere testimony to the beauty that once belonged to the tiny creature. As the remainder of its body is ground slowly into dust, the spirit of the butterfly makes its way between the endless spaces of the sunlight, departing from this world reluctantly. Its tears are like dew drops upon the white petals of the lilies in the forgotten field, a reminder of what was, and perhaps what could have been…
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