You must spread your wings,
My father told me,
Believe in who you are,
Your true colors,
Like a butterfly you must be,
Obstacles may come up,
But you must overpowerr them,
And show them who is the boss,
Like a butterfly you must be,
So beautiful and poised,
So gentle,
You must be...
Like a butterfly.
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