Fleeting Butterfly

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"How comes you got so lost?
Do you not value your life at all?"

The creature speaking was a cat,
its amber eyes shining in the light.

We walked together through a maze
of multicoloured flowers,
descending more and more
with our every step.


"Where are you leading me?"


My voice sounded foreign even
to me. The hoarse tone,
the tired notes my throat revealed
itched my ears.


"To safety."

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