The Beginning Goodbye

I am—Iom? My name is Iom!
​I seem to be a cosmic, golden butterfly. Cool!
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I am flying through layers of different times and places. They are like a breeze. They carry me.
The Star warms me. The light mist is water, sustenance.
​I am so—Free. 
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I was—something before this.
I can't remember what it was. But I miss it. What was I? I can't remember! What should I do?!

I know.  I should—fly.

     
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       Golden Butterfly    Patricia Fatta
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