Butterfly song
Like a small bird I picked up my wings from the ground.
They had golden lining. I will not be suffering from disease as long as we have food,
You will not be paid before they all are insane off the strings of harbours.
I lived in Greece, and You in Egypt.
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Your Butterfly Song is truly beautiful. It's full of emotion. I am touched.
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