When I decided to move,
It suddenly flew away
Carrying all my chances,
I was abashed and dismayed
If it's true that all things attract,
and all things collide together
Then all of this dreams and fantasies,
I give it by a sweet surrender
Time came to early this moment,
and all the things seems to be gentle
But to point out the facts in this story,
someone must go and enter
It's sad to see a butterfly flew,
away from that sunset sky
But if nothingness is coming,
there's no more choice than to die
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