Non-Erotic PoetryReflectionTrain whistle blows
Bubbles in the air
Breathed for the first time,
Ticks away yet going forward
constantly; while flying
without wings,
Flap steady with words
spoken recklessly yet
land within, boundaries;
Provide a safety net,
catching butterflies after they
hit the windshield;
Shatters like a mirror,
Reflects
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