Butterfly
One day I had a dream
And in this dream I could fly
I would take to the air just like a butterfly
Elegant in my movement, flying more gracefully than a Bird
It was amazing, It was absurd
The higher I went the colder the air
I did not stop I did not dare.
I saw others in the rise
Hundreds, maybe thousands passing by
And yet when I saw them all I did was sigh
Because I realized I was like them
Just a lonely butterfly trying to reach the Open Sky
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| Auteur: Necerí | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 oktober 2010 | ||
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