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Butterflies at Height

High above the world, lonely and silent,
She is trapped in what she doesn't want.
But deep in her belly, a whisper soft,
Butterflies awaken, dancing with power.

She feels them floating, fragile but free,
A wingbeat of hope, a silent cry of joy.
They carry her dreams, her love story,
Higher and higher, beyond the normal.

Eenzaam in Geduld

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