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She fled
Her insistent lover
Taking shape
In a smaller beauty
Whispering to me
I whisper back to you.
A gentle greeting
Soft as the breeze
As butterflies flutter
Their gentle entity
Up towards a brilliant sun.
Where have you been hiding
My little love?
How did I not know
That you were here
All along?

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