Had a rope

Ready to sway

Stood and stared

Come what may

Chance encounter

Sign from above

Nothingness only

Felt no love

Stood on a stool

Ready to fly

When on my shoulder

Angel butterfly

Sadness and fear

Lifted from me

No longer felt

A need to be free

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