Butterfly,
why
do you cry?
when you fly
on wings of silk
you flutter and float,
where do you go?
where do you sleep at night?
Can you ever rest from flight?
Butterfly
why
do you cry?
you have no home,
but you are free.
You have no family,
but you are free to be what you want to be.
you have no responsibilty
but you have no one there for you.
I know
why
you cry.
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