The butterfly
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You like the butterfly
Fly swaying in front my eyes
You are so beautiful
My impassioned heart slightly with your seduce
Want to catch you
My legs are tired
My eyes are dims
Sometime you stopped
But when I come to close you fly away
Fly around why don’ t you stop in my hand once
My heart is expecting you
Fly and play pendent in the immense sky
As a butterfly you only fly never want to stay, Aren’t you ?
Oh! How ever your shade seduced my heat
It was fluttered by your rambling fly
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