all eyes on compacted cells
cubes of glittery tissue; mosaic
tracking my every move silently
she sees me in strips; plenty
into her brain process to one
so she is too slow to respond
i touch her tail, she doesn't know
silvery wings lightweight paper thin
triangular bones arrangement; join
design perfectly for sustain gliding
in sunny day and so as when it rain
she's pretty dragon fly my dear friend
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