Flapping their wings,
Noiselessly gliding,
I see them.

Dropping a tinge of colour
In a monotone concrete-scape,
I see them.

Spreading a magic
Of smiles around,
I see them.

Telling of what could come
Out of a cocoon,
I see them.

Knowing they see me,
Just like I see them,
I see the butterflies.

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