Kites and Butterflies
Let it go,
It could be a kite,
Yearning for the wild,
Craving for the whirlwind,
To the endless azure sky,
Yet,
She could be a butterfly,
With an insatiable lust to fly,
Dance with the wind melodiously,
Sipping on the nectars of the world.
But,
Why hold on so viciously?
To a bird that wants to fly away?
To water flowing furiously downstream?
Yet way happier without them?
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