When you wake up in the early summer morning look out of your window.
What you'll see is early morning sunlight and one single butterfly. Doesn't matter
if you believe it or not - it is me. Fragile, careless, magicaly
beautiful and unreachably wild butterfly. I avoid you and come close only
enough to become neither your friend, nor enemy. And in a simple blink I
can be gone, hidden, or too far for your reach. Free and with
millions changing natures - I know you'll never find someone like me
again. There is no right way to capture me, only the way you give me
freedom and even then I'll never be completely yours. When you wake up
in the summer and you see a butterfly remember me, believe it or not in a
magical way I'll remember you too.
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