My Butterfly
My Butterfly
As a caterpillar,
She is scared,
She hears what happens to others,
Either you can fall or fly.
In her cocoon,
She is scared,
She is going through what people cannot believe,
Either you can fall or fly.
As a butterfly,
She is beautiful,
Now she is an angel,
Fly Buterfly Fly.
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