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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410226" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Butterfly Effect</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Butterfly Effect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Foreword</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An Adelpha Cytherea changed the cycle of events, <br>as she left the rotting tree and flew to ground.<br>Whereon she took her moisture, then she held her wings, so tense<br>that the swift, ensuing flap could cause, the weather to astound.<br>That lightest shift of molecules, that domino effect, <br>would end outside the realms of credulation.<br>As two tornados turned that day and came to intercept<br>the origin of what may be her lifetime meditation....<br>_______________<br>'A single snowflake caught her eye, as it fell from a cloudless sky<br>Drifting then lifting, then as one, undulating. She followed its path<br>as it searched for her tongue...'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_______________</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was that solitary snowflake, left to wanton winds' device<br>caught between the chrysalis of rain and vapour, hail and ice, <br>cast adrift from fellow souls who once were in my throng.<br>I was that solitary snowflake searching for the siren's song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lifted from the saturated, cloud-borne bed of all my piers<br>radically accelerated, wherein seconds, may be years.<br>The two tornados meshed and merged, creating as they clashed<br>a pinpoint, perfect wind which surged to carry me on its icy blast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without the massed distracting din of fellow crystals forming<br>I failed to notice, in descent, the air around me warming.<br>Instead, below, I sensed a soul. A strong magnetic pull.<br>A beauty or a bitter goal, befitting of a fool? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With no external influences, no innate need to control<br>I willed myself toward her senses. (Could communion make us whole?) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her gaze had followed from on high<br>as I had came to be.<br>A tiny dot traversed her eye.<br>(our synchronicity?) <br>So deep in thought, what felt like hours, <br>scanning each slight change in course.<br>A nearby moth, exposed its powers, <br>advent of unwelcomed force.<br>The second when we would have met<br>her head held high, her tongue exposed<br>its breeze repaid Adelpha's debt...<br>I fell, instead...upon her nose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a><div class=q>
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An Adelpha Cytherea changed the cycle of events, 
as she left the rotting tree and flew to ground.
Whereon she took her moisture, then she held her wings, so tense
that the swift, ensuing flap could cause, the weath..."></div>
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