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<center><font face="Arial"> Butterflies they land on grinning Roses Drowning in Rivers of lines once more vanishing in time A brace missing such a familiar flight Soaring bliss-filled routes Resisting inevitable strife Clockwise thither towards the final part Colours gradually dull grasping through silence so far Dead-on fading in the dead of night Shivering wings & petals white-knuckled tight Persuasions echoing in space lingering inbetween reasons not to fade </font></center>