Butterfly

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By Danish Ahmed Jaffery

It flys, wander around, up down. Rhythm, soft Smell, It smells. The air, I am alive. It says I has. Sprinkle. Yellow, White, Green petals and the wings yellow lost sweet. I see it and a bush White, Pink there two white. It sucks. Gives much I a also you. I want to be. You be me, I be you. I too fly you too Yes Up, Down around and see I fly. Yellow, White Pink I am My Wings in the fly.

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