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Do not catch
A butterfly
With your hands,
Especially not
A white one
Even with its
Ever so slight
Streaks of black.
You might
Damage its
Delicate wings
And it can
Never fly again.
Catch it, rather,
With a camera
Or even just
Your mind’s eye
Remembering it
Through your own
Metamorphosis
Into a living
Shining being
Clothed in white
Linen like Someone
We all know.
