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蝶々の夢 ( A butterfly's dream)
Small but fragile,
Beautiful yet delicate,
Delicate, yet agile,
Fragile, yet strong.
Or so it wants to be,
But something is stopping it,
Fear, uncertainty, change, confidence,
All because of what it has been told,
All because of what it has heard.
It wants to spread its wings,
To embrace the potential that it has,
But it's scared,
Scared because of what it's been told
Scared because of what it has heard.
It has a dream,
A dream to become what it wants to be,
A dream fly,
A dream to spread it's wings.
Slowly but surely,
It gains courage,
Letting it's dream become a reality,
As it slowly spreads it's wings.
And beautiful wings they were,
Colours that were both beautiful and mysterious,
Colours that the butterfly loved,
As it took the first step,
As it flapped it's wings for the first time.
It left the leaf it was clinging onto,
As it started to fly,
As it started to gain it's strength,
Leaving all the negative things it had been told,
Leaving all the negative things it had heard,
Leaving all of that behind,
As it slowly made it's dream a reality.
Small but fragile,
Beautiful yet delicate,
Delicate yet agile,
Fragile yet strong,
That's what the butterfly became,
As it's dream was no longer a dream,
But was now the butterfly's reality.
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