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the unseen language of the heart

HOPES

&

BUTTERFLIES

@syazwani14cats

Hopes are like butterflies with fragile bright wings,

It takes only one small breeze and they’d fly out of sight,

But like butterflies, I don’t know all that,

I come back lost to the scent of hopelessness,

Lingering in lonely beautiful flowers,

And you were among them.