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PROLOGUE

THE UNSURE BUTTERFLY


By Aizel E. Tallada

Caterpillar, caterpillar

In the 12th day you were born

It was a month of May were tulips bloom

Yellow, purple, pink are blend of gloom.

Why are you standing apart from the crowd?

You are beautiful but ashamed

You are happy but blamed

Is your entity was a lame?

Caterpillar, caterpillar

Come out and play under the sun

There was no dark after our patch

You should have a glimpse to the glance of tart.

Caterpillar, caterpillar

Isn’t your life was a big lie?

How long will you stay in your parapet?

Come out and taste some sweet.

Safe place will keep you in jail

It was an acquaintance to a magical world

Are you having trouble spreading your wings?

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Nor contentment already bothered you.

Caterpillar, I hate you as i hated myself

You are coward and frail

You were going to be judged

And everyone will betray.

Caterpillar, caterpillar

Are all caterpillars will become butterflies?

Your presence will serve as truth from lie

Would you give me a happy cry?

Butterfly! Butterfly! You are no longer a caterpillar

You are my sign of fulfillment

And a trace of encouragement

Don’t afraid to fall, fly high butterfly.

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