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As beautiful as heaven,
Just like a butterfly.
They fly around like rain drops
Filling up the bright blue sky.

You draw you self away from them,
Come crashing down to earth
They float into the atmosphere
And disconnect from worth
There’s nothing to do, There’s nothing to see
There’s no where to go, There’s no where to be
I’m just sitting alone, In this empty room
Writing my poem, I’m over the moon



If you can't describe what you are doing as a process, you don't know what you're doing.
— W. Edwards Deming