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A Poem by jdcdickenson

A brilliantly white moth lands on the ground in front of me

His wings flutter softly

Soft and so delicate

Naturally simple

Beautiful

A brilliantly white moth lands on the ground in front of me and I raise my foot

His blood is the deepest red

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Added on July 25, 2013
Last Updated on July 25, 2013

Motive; No Means

Clear as crystal