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Feb 2015
Like the development of a butterfly
We too develop from time to time
We can start off as unattractive as the butterfly egg
And slowly through various stages we start to grow into
Something beautiful and harmless and delicate.
Although trough change we experience things that we wish
We could simply just forget about and stay in our shell of protection
And build walls to keep people out but in the end change is inevitable.
Written by
Ezekia Nitanga  Berkley
(Berkley)   
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   Lior Gavra
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