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  • We walk through our lives with so many burdens on our shoulders.
    We have so many worries and so many concerns.
    It would be nice to be so light, like a butterfly before her flight,
    with wings made of freedom and the only concern is to fly.
    Today I saw this car in Yangon. I felt myself represented by it.
    I did not like what I saw, but somehow it was a portrait in front of me
    of what humans do on their earthly paths.
    So heavy, so difficult to carry so many worries at the same time.
    Today I took one of my burdens from my back.
    Maybe If I get rid of all of them I will became a butterfly.
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