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“Life goes on, it gets so heavy—The wheel breaks the butterfly…
In the night, the stormy night, she’ll close her eyes—
In the night, the stormy night, away she flies”

We’re all in our own little cage, our own cells, all chasing after the butterfly that resides in our dreams. Never stop chasing that butterfly!

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