"It's something about Butterflies, that attracts me. Memories to where, you can't leave. That one moment to where the both of us, were in each other's space. Missing you daily, but not from all the memories. Could give a damn, on your end, but in a day as this, I'm in a field filled with Butterflies, that when I see them, your face appears. Never felt as strongly, but it's how life is. My comfort is those Butterflies."
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