Butterflies.

Vibrant colors whirling in my mind,
an endless sea of hues and light.
The fluttering is reflected in a smile,
the crinkling in the corners of my eyes.
I’ve missed the feeling,
I’ve missed the thoughts.
This could be a start,
or maybe a finish.
But we’ll just have to see.
Though the seasons will change,
the butterflies always return in the spring.

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