Transformation

He was scared of moths and butterflies

When about he always killed them

He could not suffer them

Or even be around them

And one night as he slept in bed

A moth embalmed him in a catalyst

And he transformed into a beautiful soul

Radiating love and light

He grew wings of filigree

And took off into night

And travelled off to paradise

On a spiritual fantasy flight.

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