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Butterflies

My little butterflies
Lived so short and suddenly dies.
My sweet little butterflies
Mother’s womb filled with sadness and outcries.
In the memory is where your smile resides.
My sweet little butterflies
Outside I feel the caress of your time.
I know that the wind is the ghost of dead butterflies.

Author notes

This poem is about babies dying.

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