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butterflyeaves

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sometimes i wish i were /words on paper/written by someone /with vision, with passion, with a point /words that heal, that love /that create /something better. /paper that is light and/can be picked up by the wind /when released from innocent hands /left to flutter in an impromptu gale / past the windows of unknowing residents / in high rise buildings. / Words on paper / carried by wind / across the lave never / hitting the water / or a tree / or a parked car. / Words carried on paper / lifted by the universe / fluttering here, flutter there / never again touched by / human hands / never crumbled / never tainted / never misled. / i wish i were words on a / piece of paper set to sail winds anywhere but here. Eaves 2004