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The butterfly net
catches butterflies
yet
can't hold on to the colours,
that float on the wing.
Off in the distance I hear an angel sing,
'set free my butterfly
let not the colours die'
why don't you try
to live and let live.
Five parts determination
four parts application
three parts perspiration
two parts supplication
one part trepidation.

Fifteen parts of adoration.

— The End —