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What can match the beauty of a newborn butterfly? |
| Hello Butterfly! Emerging from your sheltered womb, a rainbow dipped in dreams, you spread your wings of colored silk. A creature so lovely, so delicate and new..A living, stained glass window. Floating freely, newborn and gleaming, flowers lift their faces and greet you with a kiss. Flutterby, oh butterfly, on powdered wings of gold. Lifting gently with the breeze, gossimar wings float through the trees. See all of the flowers waiting to greet you, and your butterfly kiss. Hello Butterfly! |