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There are two types of girls;
Those who are like butterflies
Who loves to flee in every meadow
Jump from place to place
Tasting different nectars, fleeing on the next flower,
Wanting to free from the right person who chases them.

And those who are flowers
Who are steady
They always know they're pretty
Waiting patiently for the right person to pick them.

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