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Butter

A symbolic poem

Fly,

butterfly,

fly.

high.

I wished you could fly with me.

let’s not work this out.
i can’t.
i need
…need more…
Deserve more.
compensate.
candle-lit dinners, show me off on your social.

I was trying to,

crying,

for a sign that

you could be mine.

I’m sorry.
I changed.

I am constantly,

changing.

And you aren’t,

enough,

for the butterfly that,

I am.

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“I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien.” I write. Poetry is life. I host a podcast. I’m constantly healing. Above all, I’m kind to allkind”

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Francesca Coelho

Francesca Coelho

“I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien.” I write. Poetry is life. I host a podcast. I’m constantly healing. Above all, I’m kind to allkind”