In the midst, Butterfly fly Dreading for the sun to rise On the brisk, night wind, butterfly soar Climbing high into the light blue sky A guardians over the passage of time Colorful tiny wings spread Feathers silently flaring Cheerful color shadows are everywhere This butterfly are one of them As a touch of light-blue caresses the sky Butterfly call out a piercing cry Like an arrow shot This Butterfly aim for the Highest Heaven

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