CHANGES

Going through the forest, two butterflies I see. One purple little butterfly and a shiny pinky one. Then sitting on the tree a cacoon braking out. He didn´t want to go, he wanted to stay. He thought he would be hideous and not gorgeous like the other butterflies; he didn’t want to change from here to the forest. But then the butterflies came and whispered while it broke “don´t be afraid to change you’ll be beautiful and we will protect you just say YES to change because you will be great.

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