They whispered of the secret lives
Of rain dappled butterflies,
But never was the one who was so unwise,
As to weave herself a fateful spell:
Into the ether and outside of time!
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Story by autumn rose (frond)
Heyohka Song
There are words that only earn their meaning through being worn down.
Said over and over again, they are mash...