I am a moth. That one day I will turn into a beautiful butterfly. I am a simple moth. I don't have many colors on me. I am plain as you can see. Try to fly high in the sky. I dream that one day I will turn into a butterfly. So I can fly high with my wings out. It won't be simple. My colors will shine right thew me. The color will shine bright. I will be beautiful. Tell them I am a moth. I don't have color. I don't fly high. You won't be able to see. I blend with the ground. No one sees me. When I turn into a butterfly I will shine high. You won't see black and white. You will see color. I will be a beautiful butterfly. I can spend my wing and fly. Because I am free. I count the days to change. But tell them I will hide in my cocoon. One day I will be a perfect butterfly. You will see my true color. Every color means something bright. My inner me will shine bright. You will see it in. That is how I feel. Ungle moth that turns into something beautiful. That is something beautiful inside of me. That want to come. I don't see it but I feel it. Look in behind the holder. We all have something beautiful in us. Don't jungle me because I am a moth. I try to find my color. I am down I can't fly. My wing is not strong enough. I making my dream come true. You can say I am working in progress. I change inside and outside. You won't believe your eyes. The color is bright. I will look beautiful. But now I am a moth. I will turn into a butterfly. So I can speed up my wing. Fly high in the sky. Birds will be singing. Because I turn into a butterfly.
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