The
butterfly
Flapping
wings and fly
In
the morning ray of light
A
new day in its life
The
butterfly
The
busy time with the breeze
Flying
from leaf to leaf
The
freedom it sees in its flight
The
shade of leaves
The
light passing away
The
butterfly stops
Smelling
the green of leaves
The
butterfly
There
is no rule or law
The
air is all for free
The
space sharing equally
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