Butterfly

by Jona   Nov 30, 2003


You soar through the sky,
So flawless and free,
Not a care in the world,
No words can harm thee.
You can't make bad choices,
You can't get put down.
It''s impossible you know,
You soar to high of the ground.
Your so lucky I think,
I wish it were me.
That I could soar as high,
And feel as free,
As a butterfly.

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