Flaming butterflies
had a dream and I saw in it,
My confusing written destiny.
There were butterflies flaming in the dark
As the shining moon passed through the night,
They became shining stars ont the sky
And I wanted to be one of them, I tried.
A wonder on fire, a beautiful miracle,
I asked them, but I was not able
To fly and flame with them
So suddenly I woke up, that was the end.
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