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i laugh at a thousand butterflies

as they pass over my bed

i dream a dream of memories

that are forever stuck in my head

i smile as they float on

further past in time

for my life is not to be with them

but to remain in mine

and as they go on existing

i will go to sleep

hearing the sound of fluttering

while i just lie beneath

although they remain close

i live my life to breathe

only what Earth has given

discerning is the key

i know that ive chosen

to stay level and not high

rather than mingle with those butterflies

that so easily die

so i will go on laughing

as they continually fly above

for in my life im experiencing

a greater kind of love