Is it the way they cling to your hand? Like a puppy's love to an owner. Is it the way they fly off into the distance, and you suddenly feel loss, as if you had known it your whole life. Or is it the way their wings flutter around, keeping time to the beat of your heart. It is a dragonfly. An unspoken miracle in which nobody can see it's real beauty until you hold it in your hand
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