Omen
@omen1-2
Toward my hand, a butterfly drifted like falling ash It landed, weightless, real I held still—afraid I might wake up
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Huhu
@kouyh3
If nature had a voice, it would sound like this. Felt like mist curling around my heart.
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Omen
@omen1-2
Yes, that hit differently. Every comment here is a poem in itself.
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