What was the worst that could happen?
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The Swallowtail’s Beautiful Death
Butterflies were my childhood obsession. Why wouldn’t harm to them translate into harm to me?
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Irises and Blue Tears
Surely, these two things are not enough to base a trip on.
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Someone Else’s Dream
A lot can change quickly in the middle of winter.
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Summer at Point Nemo
So green were the aforementioned leaves, even more than halfway through summer, that it was credible to posit autumn might not ever come again.
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