eclipse Posted November 9, 2015 Share Posted November 9, 2015 An elusive glass winged butterflyaccepted a fingerprint, my lastact before death arrived in theconfluence of night and day, healso collected my mark on histransparent wings as my senseshad a seance reaching theincandescence of four seasonsmerged. There I was asleep inthe butterfly's annexe my spirit flewin synchronicity with the butterfly.I experienced the gleam but could notenter heaven's lucid city's until I founda fingerprint. I was woken by moonlightin the butterfly's wing and at once we pressed on the the fingerprint-thebutterfly passed away, I entered paradise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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