A Butterfly Afterlife✧

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Hope you've been well,
Hope your tears are being dried,
Hope you're not missing me,
While standing on your porch step, mystified.

Me? No worries,
I knew the risks of running away,
The kisses of death I'd receive,
The worst of me I'd achieve.

I wish you happy memories and health,
Happy December, I might say,
I hope the sun rays greet your face,
And the moon gives you a beautiful dream sway.