Believe The Butterfly
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She was not always so lovely
With delicate wings
Carrying her from petal to petal
Free to flutter
Like a perfect ballerina
Once the grayness of the cocoon
Seemed an everlasting prison
Spun of promises
To be fulfilled
She waited in her wondering
Would the skies be blue again
And the winds kind to her flight
Once shed of her containment
Light, Oh glorious light
Uplifting her batiked wings
Soft to steer beyond the branch
Where now her cocoon withers
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