Floating on iridescent wings
Life fleeting yet beautiful.
Dance through the air
Chasing eachother gleefully
Disconnected from the responsibility of an extended life.
How ironic is it
That with the freedom to enjoy life as you choose
You lose the time to do it?
Sometimes,
Most of the time,
We should all be the butterfly
Gliding on iridescent wings
Feeling nothing but happiness.
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