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  • The butterfly finally died today.
    You killed her with your fears and your doubts.
    You could not see her flying in freedom,
    because you live in a prison of your mind.
    The world lost a precious acrobat.
    The colors of the rainbow disappeared with her poor crushed wings.
    She will never come back. She was a jewel of creation on the air,
    dancing with happiness in her little heart.
    My poor butterfly, dance in the pastures of Heaven
    dance with the angels, dance.
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