Delicate butterfly sat on the flower.
You're right. One air outlines
I'm so nice.
All my velvet with its living blinking -
Only two wings.
Don't ask: where are you from?
What's the hurry?
Here at flower I easy fell
And now - breathe.
For how long, without purpose, without effort
To breathe want?
That's it for now, flash will spread the wings
And fly away.
Afanasy FET
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