Butterfly

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The butterfly spoke to the caterpillar,

about how great it was
to be able to fly,
to go from flour to flour daily,
to warm up her wings
in the sun.

How proud she was of her own colors,
how her world was enlarged,
because she could rise above things.

The caterpillar did not understand her,
didn't want to know anything about flying,
about flowers, about how the world
looked like when you could take off...

He only felt that he
wanted to withdraw,
wanted to build a cocoon around him
and shut themselves down.

And the butterfly knew,
that was the beginning
of an important process...


[source: Flash of light]


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