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barefeet on freshly cut grasses and some of her milk teeth still present in summer shorts & tiny sunglasses with an unknown bird's chirps, so pleasant
eyebrows almost touching in concentration movements that match a hunter there's a thud and the dance of celebration but it flew away, leaving her in wonder
she tries a hundred times with no success a dirty little yellow bucket in hand but she still tries to catch one nonetheless at last, one got stuck along with some sand
eyes lit with happiness and joy laughing at me for she has just won the bet shaking the insect like a toy while i look at the dragonfly, feeling upset
my sister's eyes finally fall on my frown rolling her eyes, she opened the lid off flew the dragonfly in the air of the town understood what i meant, that naughty kid
putting aside my poetry pages, i stood up for she has started to catch tiny butterflies held her ear & she made the face of a pup laughing at her, i stared at the dragonflies
flying freely in the air without any fear without someone to catch hold of them those sweet dragonflies...
