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Around and around, I guess its about making the same mistake again and again..


Submitted:Nov 13, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


Stapled butterfly turns on a wheel

Cycle of rebirth confirmed as real

Mixed in stereo, coloured as a friend

An eye for the arts, cautiously he'll blend

Flights of morrow, that grind on a road

To a pace that only pre-history slowed

Flight denied, along for the ride

The realm of nature; on his side

Nervous, he spins in sixes and sevens

Settles in a corner, up high in the heavens

Watches the spokes that continue to turn

Ponders if the ape in the mirror............ will ever learn?





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