Anonymous, Class of 2021
Butterfly
poetry
They spread the wings,
A feel of freedom,
you get to try new things,
While running from everything you have been hiding from,
You glide on to your new findings
With all the hope of your mom
Anonymous, Class of 2021
Butterfly
poetry
They spread the wings,
A feel of freedom,
you get to try new things,
While running from everything you have been hiding from,
You glide on to your new findings
With all the hope of your mom
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