My Butterfly

The morning rose, blossoms so gently
The yellow sun rises bright and clear
My butterfly, my butterfly, lay here
The smell of the air diverts my life
The twilight sky prepares the night
My butterfly, take my breath
My butterfly, fill my lungs
My butterfly, merge our hearts, light my soul

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