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Misty, veiled sensitivities
Awareness cloaked by constancy
Hoping for a light to reach me
Catch a glimpse but never grasp it

Love at times, blind and shielded
But never knowing who I am
Hoping for some magic moment
Some pass by but never meet me

Musicand the Words have Meaning
Something starts to stir in me
Awakens someone I'd forgotten
Lets me see all I can be

Learning, touching, loving, growing
Shining sun high in the sky
All the light I hoped for is me
Reemerging like a 'Butterfly'