Wings on Thy Back

Chrysalis dance around,

Never mind the change you've abound.

Orange burning bright with passion;

Black delicately laced for fashion.

Wings look able and ready to fly

Through the forest passing by.

Now go ahead, do not fear,

The world is out there for you to hear.

When you come back, let me see,

What kind of world it is presumed to be.


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