Happiness is a butterfly
Still resides there some butterflies.
They are some of the thousands butterflies I had in my stomach when we talked at night,
butterflies when saw your giggling pictures,
Butterflies when held your hand stealthily,
Butterflies when you said goodbye every evening you go back to your castle.
Says the butterfly now, I'm still so colorful,why don't you see me? Why don't you appreciate me?
Is it so because now we are very few left? Don't you know a part of rainbow is still a rainbow. It still carries all the colors as the whole.
I've know answer but I know happiness is a butterfly.
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