18~Butterfly

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I saw a butterfly,

Orange and black,

She was flying in the sky,

Flapping the wings at the back,

She was flying so high,

She was not frightened,

Seeing the stress free butterfly,

My mood just brightened,

After some time she came down,

Like a queen she sat on a flower,

And when I tried to touch her,

She flew away with all her power.

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