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#Iambutterfly

White silk,
it used to be softer I think,
wrapped like a bride's veil
only I don't feel that real

Cloak like rainbow on my back
scissors cut it and painted lines in black
it rises with its own mind,
I now must be able to fly

Sunlight rays into my eye
I am honestly about to cry,
the world has opened itself to me,
"Get me out of this misery!"

The green is bright and dark and gone,
my dear wait me, here I come
let's fly until we reach the sky,
let's live our life until we die.


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