She enters in
Like a butterfly
Soft and silent
No squeaking of doors
No chimes ringing
No sound of footsteps
No swoosh of flapping wings
She whispers
The words I can understand
But cannot remember
She stands before me
Spilling all the colours
Blinding my eyes
She sheds her cover
She wears me
Together we fly
And we land nowhere
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