The ButterflyButterflyThe Butterfly
I remember when you were
A caterpillar, creeping,
Green, eager, new to the Tree.
You munched small holes
In a humble leaf,
Not willing to suffer
Divine Wrath
To taste of the fruit;
Yet still, you partook
Of the Tree of Knowledge
In your own, humble way.
Secretly, you reveled in the
Dark, forbidden flavor
Of thoughts, unbidden creeping
Peeping over the edge as you gazed &n
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-William Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet, act iv, Sc. 4
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Kyle took a bullet for you.
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