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A Time For Butterflies
You stand before a full audience
In limbo
They want to clap
But need a reason for applause
You grin nervously
As monarchs flutter around
In your stomach seeking acceptance
They pulsate when you grin
When you’re nervous they spin
And fly in unison
Continuously looking for a way to break free
Praying for a safe place to be
But it’s now or never
Truth or dare
To push against the sway of anonymity
Leading to a staircase going nowhere
Let your voice ring out in the solemn air
A supernatural component lies in the pupil of your stare
The swelling of butterflies
Makes you blissfully astute but artistically unaware
Open to the possibilities but shut off to care
As you express sentiments that leave a covered soul bare
Love always, Esha ❤
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