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Fly

I wish I were a pretty butterfly.
If I hadn't looked for my wings for so long, I would've flown, flown away.

I would rather be a little butterfly
with soft wings,
and stay in the air the whole day.

I would like to fly so high and effortless,
or to hold myself so tight with my wings.

Sometimes, I wish I were an iron butterfly.

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Editado: 20.05.2024