Innocents flutters perfection.

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Grasses fly fluttering on small gentle wings.
And a turquoise breeze whispers butterfly.
Broken silence innocently captures softness floating sweetly on by.
Among all your perfection, I can only strive under the same sun.
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"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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