Butterfly

A butterfly once landed on me

And told me I was beautiful;

For some reason I believed her.

She kissed my cheeks

And told me I was allowed to dream;

For some reason I believed her.

A butterfly once landed on me

And told me I was beautiful;

I know now why I believed her.

 

Because

I believed in me. 

 

 

I believe in me.

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