Butterfly’s charm is resplendent enough, but its reflection provides auxiliary warmth worth cheer as well.

Catching the mirror may be a greater challenge than netting the real one. Even if today was date for naprapathy, do not shift too quick else betterment may be done.

Prismatic flutterer finds no sugared water to sip for snack, disappointed in the Barmecidal stack. Though, twin amongst the shadows sates and sates.

Then, the copy flies towards you and with arms up, hands over face, it lands on your oxter, tickling too, meriting a scream-chortle from gaped case–for both illusion and reality live in the same space. ; )

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