like a butterfly..

Everybody gives up sooner or later but everybody obeys unhurried and irreversible stream of life.. like a butterfly stops fluttering being forever coupled by a small pin with the last place of refuge in the endless collection of someone crazy…

I hope this time I’m mistaken..

 

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