The Butterfly
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Remember the childhood days,
The little butterfly-
Their dance, dive, chasing the mate,
kissing the flower,
life of love,
Under the sky.
Our early age,
The rainbow vision,
Run for butterfly-
-flying above the head,
a few inches high.
After long measurement of life,
Now, we do not see them.
Either they are shifted to some fairy land-
-afraid of daylight,
Or we are blind to their flight.
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=keshav dubey=
3 -9 -26
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