Poem: Pink Butterfly of Life

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A butterfly has a limit to its lifespan,
A small little thing with a pair of wings.

It flies above everyday in silence,
And stops when it feels tiredsome.

Of fools that could not be compared,
Stones of withered leaves.

Of Golden Flowers of Feng Shui,
Doubts of no life but still there is light.

Yours Truly,
Chii~

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