THE PAPERS BUTTERFLY
As the wind never can to stops, Always move at any time, Spread the nets of romance, scattering the scent
Seed of hatred you planted, burnt the arid fields, I do not know how long to stop cheating myself
The papers Butterfly, Who flew so much
Miscellaneous and color, Inlaid of the lights dim
Thank You, Warm Regards
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