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under the clouds
Its the broken wings that crave most to fly
That can't forget their pain or why
Not done with love and long for sky
Who wish their dreams of flight would die
They dread each flap each time they try
Butterflies end with only a sigh
That can't forget their pain or why
Not done with love and long for sky
Who wish their dreams of flight would die
They dread each flap each time they try
Butterflies end with only a sigh
Published 15th Jan 2017
| Edited 15th Jan 2020
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