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I just flew through black butterflies fluttering around a holy circle. I just saw them lose their color red yellow and purple I turned some pages, burnt, outdated no traces of me has ever been in there I think I might have been reborn, I found my pair and lost my share. I think the butterflies have gotten into me. or might I've just gotten into them I used to see a lot of hues but now all I see is a huge black gem black butterflies let me fly for the least, I've lost everything and found my wings let me fly, let me fly if ever young caterpillars are to rise rise up to being beautiful butterflies.
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
Black butterflies
I just flew through black butterflies fluttering around a holy circle. I just saw them lose their color red yellow and purple I turned some pages, burnt, outdated no traces of me has ever been in there I think I might have been reborn, I found my pair and lost my share. I think the butterflies have gotten into me. or might I've just gotten into them I used to see a lot of hues but now all I see is a huge black gem black butterflies let me fly for the least, I've lost everything and found my wings let me fly, let me fly if ever young caterpillars are to rise rise up to being beautiful butterflies.
neharika
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
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