Don't ever underestimate
the power of a butterfly
they may look and feel fragile
yet within each one
is a reincarnated soul
and today
one of these beautiful butterflies
flew onto my shoulder
and just sat for a while.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: May 1st, 2026 01:16
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
The disappearing butterfly, cherish the moment.
I just get pigions dropping stuff on my shoulder.
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