The first draft of a story
A hardly perfect attempt
A foundation
The essential bluesky
Later, becoming open to decoration
Soaring birds
Butterflies
Vibrant color
An ideal landscape of spatial liberty
Sometimes, an unwanted speck of color invades
A small drop of condensed devastation
It bleeds, traveling with the velocity of a virus
Penetrating the fibers of freedom
Shortening the wingspans of the birds that once soared
A first draft that has lost its chance of enhancement
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