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Wednesday, 12 December 2012

The Glasswing Butterfly

The Glasswing Butterfly

                     "But these are flowers that fly and all but sing
                      And now from having ridden out desire
                      They lie closed over in the wind and cling
                        where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire"
                                                                          -Robert Frost

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