Blue Butterfly

A small blue butterfly

Sits on the stone

Staring at the skylight                   

Completely alone


She stares at the stars

So far away

So beautiful, but so rare

She suffocates


The small sun rises

Without a care

Beautiful noises

Fill the air


Blue butterfly flies

Without a care

No Goodbyes

Are there


Small dreams are near

Big dreams await

Rattles the fear

Awaiting the date


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