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Butterfly
My olderst daughter
Is the butterfly
I pray for her every day
She has her wings
You can see...
That she wishes to fly
I love her dearly
The world should see her
Through a mother's eyes
Maybe then, only then
It won't be so very quick
To tear away her wings
My oldest daughter
Is the butterfly
Allow her to keep her wings
Watch her fly
Learn to be free again.
