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May 2015
I long to live life
like the birds who fly not through air,
but on sunlight itself.
I wish to become like a butterfly,
one who blooms a flower
by spreading its wings wide
to show the world its beauty.
Like the grass, I will turn green come Spring,
wealthy in life and company,
learning to dance in the wind.
May 14, 2015
Colten White
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Colten White  Nebraska
(Nebraska)   
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