mid-life in poetry
- May 2, 2019, 1:17 a.m.
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- Public
“will I still be myself when I become a butterfly”
the caterpillar asked the mother sky above
“or will I be dead and a butterfly just takes my place?”
as he entered into his existential chrysalis
he will find out in time
he will find out soon but
not until he leaves the cocoon
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