Butterfly
I feel like a butterfly
emerging from my cocoon,
soon, very soon, I will fly.
They will try to keep me from flying,
but I will never stop trying.
As I soar through the sky,
you will hear my cry of freedom.
Life, with all it's wisdom,
has led me to this moment.
My cries grow louder,
as off in the distance,
I begin to see my future.
Fly, butterfly, fly.
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