Light unfolding into the past,

memories swept aside, and the future

suspended; a hovering grey haze

laced with silvery sounds

that keep twisting and swirling;

contours ambiguous.

Below a sea of crimson flowers,

swaying in the foreign storm

and in the moments when sound evaporates;

you can see in the center the outline of a girl,

blurry in the blinding light,

the atmosphere pulsing around her,

the air dancing with brilliant color,

butterflies; wings stained blue with lost sky.

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