I laid on my back
Eyes opened, mind blank
I was down and depressed
I want to give up, for I'm stressed
Then I saw them, even in the gloom
Butterflies in my room
Gliding without a fear
All beauty and fair
How I wish I could fly
Fly above my limitations
Gliding without worry
In all the beauty
Which God has given me.
(The Samguine)
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