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Butterfly

Set me free.
Like a Butterfly.
Soaring with the wind.
Bright shades, dazzling.
Out of this cage,
I'm locked tight.
And only I have the key,
But I must have dropped it,
way back when everything was still okay.
Cause I'd never dreamed I'd need it.
I can't get out.
I'm suffocating in the emptiness.
Set me free to soar.
Like a Butterfly.





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