Yes it was always a butterfly
This what was expressing
The I saw the I changing
The point where I came into being was dead
The point here where I was born had no point
The butterfly has no story to tell,
So does the I
I am
I am in the womb at all moments
In every moment I break free
Free from feelings of all previous feelings
the butterfly was always there
it flew all day long
in the sun it played with heart
here there everywhere
flower to flower
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