Poem -

Identity

Inside,
As Restless As A Butterfly,
Darker Than Dusk And Dawn.
Outside,
The Delicacy Of A Butterfly,
Calmer Than Dusk And Dawn 
The ‘I’ I crave as far as life from death. 
An existence as empty as a glass half full.

 

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