Death is not the end of life,
See a caterpillar he first learns how to crawl,
And then when he learns it perfectly he dies,
But only to fly,
To feel the freedom he thought he’d never find.
He forgets about the difficulties he went through in his earlier life,
And as a butterfly he feels more alive in this newfound life
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