My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away. — Anonymous
My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away. — Anonymous
My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away. — Anonymous
My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away. — Anonymous
My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away. — Anonymous
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My thoughts are like butterflies. They are beautiful, but they fly away.

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