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The butterfly that landed on my café table was summer’s sole survivor. Its wings had loose silvery threads. I put it on a lettuce leaf in the hope that the sight of green would fill its heart with remembered joy. Wrapped it gently in a paper napkin took it home and for four days, which is a long time for a tiny butterfly, it sat on the windowsill enjoying the glorious September sun. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jan_Oskar_Hansen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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