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First Line: I've seen people put

That's how I was.
Somebody found my chrysalis

And shut it in a match-box.
I've seen people put
My shrivelled wings were beaten,
A chrysalis in a match-box,
To see, they told me, "what sort of moth would come."
Shed their colours in dusty scales
Before the box was opened
But when it broke its shell
For the moth to fly.
It slipped and stumbled and fell about its prison
And tried to climb to the light

For space to dry its wings.

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