I am chasing a butterfly,It's so beautiful,I wishto make it mine;grab it, before it flies.But I fail everytime.It's too quick for my wits,hard to pick its path.Yet I have to keep trying;chase it through the orchards,chase it through the vineyards,chase it through the rosy gardens.If I succeed, I would owna piece of my ambition;If I …
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