The Whirling Butterflies of Day dream of fireflies at night,
which disappear at sunrise, fading with the morning's light.
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The Whirling Butterflies of Day dream of fireflies at night,
which disappear at sunrise, fading with the morning's light.

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Red and white against blue sky,
the flowers reach toward light.
While Roots Below compete for space,
where in the dark they fight.
Under Cover of Flowers,
he hides from all that's bright.
Perhaps we need to pick some,
and bring him into light.
Up from the painted ground
A Flower Found Its Flow
And said something to the sky
that made it swirl and glow.
The mountains didn't listen,
they didn't want to know.
Dark Irises Wait Patiently,
beneath a crimson painted sky.
Watching their final sunset,
without a worry or a why.

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The Flowers Dry Her Eyes,
filled with tears of doom.
It helps to keep them healthy,
and crowned with vibrant bloom.
Three Irises Hold the Morning, wrapped in shades of silver-blue.
They lean together in the light, as old companions often do.
Wild Flower, burning with a why, you shout up to the clearest sky.
Bending toward the brightest light, your colors show their fullest might.