She found she could touch waves and change the tide
With dead bodies all around,
She went arm in arm with sadness to find the truth on everything ever known
She touched a blue butterfly and it split into
And everywhere she goes it follows her too
To the beach where dead whales lay
And the windows called the dead birds grave
All her butterflies settle and die
Until time catches up and destroys everthing in sight
Now the girl is without her butterfly
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