Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Saturday, June 25, 2022
Heard one thing, now I'm hearing another...
Happiness is a butterfly,
try to catch it like every night,
it escapes from my hands into moonlight.
Every day is a lullaby,
I hum it on the phone like every night,
and sing it for my baby,
during this wild life.
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