everybody else was taking care of their own
you were continuously bumping against an illusion you could not understand
gently but somehow afraid of hurting you, i picked you, took you somewhere else without such traps
when you where ready, gave you back your freedom.
when you where ready, gave you back your freedom.
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It was just a butterfly bumping against a glass on the bus stop
regarding the world staring , i was just an odd person :)
or maybe the butterfly?...

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