With every random zigzag
You refill my soul.
There is, unerring,And so there is, and it would be a shame to forget it.
Magic in the stumbling flight
Of the butterfly.
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The online
version of
the New Pals
Club Magazine.
As good as it
gets without ads!
There is, unerring,And so there is, and it would be a shame to forget it.
Magic in the stumbling flight
Of the butterfly.
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