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Fragile
Creature Flutters, lingers, flaunts
Riding the breeze, it flaps its wings
On a rock at first it dawdles
Then on a leaf it rests and displays its colors
Soon it sails from flower to flower
And when completely filled with sweet blooms’ juices
Off it glides and ruffles more green beds
Until its soft, dainty and tired body must rest
Winged Beauty
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