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Butterfly's Home: one of the first poems I ever wrote
All alone these halls I roam,
I wish I could see the butterfly's home.
A butterfly's home,
He's all alone.
For there's nothing much to condone.
Pansies', roses' and...
I wish I could see the butterfly's home.
A butterfly's home,
He's all alone.
For there's nothing much to condone.
Pansies', roses' and...
