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Sofia clung tightly to the black tipped violet wings of the tenuous butterfly. She softly pleaded to the intricate friend. "Please stay," a tear caressing her cheek, "don't leave me." Her mother walked up behind her. "Oh honey, don't hang onto his wings, you will only **** him." Sofia turned to her mother's chocolate eyes and quietly muttered, "Let go of my wings mommy."
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
Wings (Let Go)
Sofia clung tightly to the black tipped violet wings of the tenuous butterfly. She softly pleaded to the intricate friend. "Please stay," a tear caressing her cheek, "don't leave me." Her mother walked up behind her. "Oh honey, don't hang onto his wings, you will only **** him." Sofia turned to her mother's chocolate eyes and quietly muttered, "Let go of my wings mommy."
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
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