evening close eyes darkness think her, imagine iridescent wings flutte — Nancy Stephan, Truth Butterflies: A Memoir

Nancy Stephan The Truth About Butterflies: A Memoir

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And this evening when I close my eyes against the darkness and think about her, I'll imagine iridescent wings fluttering, if only for a moment, against cloudless blue skies.

Nancy Stephan, The Truth About Butterflies: A Memoir

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