For heaven to know the all of "me",
butterfly and dragonfly, ill-fated, "I" be,
flying half winged in your apple tree.
Blossoms to fruit in seeded time,
down cidered sipped roots "I" shall decline
enjoined in harmony chakra blind,
fidelity, rivalry risen.
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