PROSE AND POETRY

Metamorphosis

She said it’s impossible
– until it stood before her eyes
She said it’s unreachable
– until it happens after the sunrise

She said it’s susceptible
– until the fear suddenly subsides
She said this, she said that
-until caterpillars  became butterflies

 

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