Yearning to fly as a butterfly, being covered with colorful tininess garments,having no emotions that immolate my soul, unsteady for a minute then dissipate for a lifetime.

Longing to be free for a epoch feel the mereness of life, be indolence for a few seconds and breath carefully the vivid air.

Craving to farewell the bleak emotions in the middle of the night, craving to farewell the dull minutes in the middle of the day, and to fly as a butterfly covered with my colorful tininess garments.



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