I'm free
like a butterfly.
And then I die,
to wonder why?
Why does the
Sun shine?
Radiate
Waves of
Wind
Under my
Wings.
I am free.
Like a butterfly.
🦋
Catch Wind
Delia M.M. Crowley
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