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butterfly effect

The hurt you embrace becomes joy.
Call it to your arms where it can
change.

A silkworm eating leaves makes a cocoon.
Each of us weaves a chamber of leaves and sticks.
Silkworms begin to truly exist

as they disappear inside that room.

Without legs, we fly…..
When I stop speaking, this poem will close,

and open its silent wings . . .

~Rumi

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