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Oct 2017
Grass grows, high sky.
Catching a butterfly.
Following it where it goes.
Going smooth with the flow.

Running and chasing.
Catching and smiling.
Chasing a butterfly.
With the embrace of the sunny sky.

Follow it where it goes.
Doesn't matter where it flows.
I'm more than just happy.
If the butterfly wants to play with me.
Vanidy
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