When did it start ?
I am puzzled.
When was I apart ?
I am puzzled.
Why did People cut,
My bed ?
Where did People put,
My parted bed ?
And I had to set,
My new Bed.
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These are fragments, which come to my mind, when I am looking flying butterflies.
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