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The Dragonfly Is Her And I

The dragonfly only lives for a few weeks to a couple months,

    Before the cold kills it.


Years spent as an underwater nymph,

   Just to crawl out of the water, chasing the sun,

  To grow wings and fly,

For a few weeks,

    Before it dies . . .


It doesn’t seem very fair, does it?


CH 12/9/25

 
 
 

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