Do the butterfly boats know
The sea’s heart at its depth?
Only wind knows deep sea
Stirring its deepest feelings.
Butterfly boats are flapping
Their wings empty of wind
Like crows that remain froze
In sky, not finding dead fish.
Do the butterfly boats know
The sea’s heart at its depth?
Only wind knows deep sea
Stirring its deepest feelings.
Butterfly boats are flapping
Their wings empty of wind
Like crows that remain froze
In sky, not finding dead fish.
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