Flying
The butterflies fly over me.
They have amazing wings.
Almost everyone has purple wings.
I can feel their joy.
Free in the sky they are flying.
It feels like I´m flying with them.
I feel free.
No one can stop me.
Up in the sky, I fly now.
I´m almost there.
There with you.
You are my heart and my breath.
I love you and you love me.
Irma
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