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She was walking black
on the large road in the sleepy sun. Just admiring the dirt in the sky. Happenings. A suicidal king butterfly landed on her holly hand. Just like that. Simple as death. Then she came here. The butterfly was sitting painfully with her eyes quiet. Contemplating, the wings, two-sided wings, were just listening in the blue. The morbid cough.
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