why was it my responsibility?

a poetic piece reflecting on my upbringing.

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butterflies floating around my head,

i am encased in a lepidopteran halo.

sometimes,

i wish i had silk-like wings to flutter

and drift through open air

without a care.

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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