They say im double the trouble,
I come from the humid lone star state.
Im transclucent like a bubble,
With my iridescent surface and bursting fate.
In my own reflection im as a caterpillar,
But have I bloomed to late?
To my beholder, im a mysterious butterfly,
as for him he’s lost in space.
Im working on my time machine, to fix what once was great, Until then its just a fantasy that can only be carved in the soul of a tree, It will have to wait.
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