T 8.24.1985 - V 4.24.2003
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A
butterfly lights beside us Like
a sunbeam. And
for a brief moment, it’s
glory and beauty belong to our world… But
then it flies on again, And
though we wish It
could have stayed, We
feel lucky To
have seen it.
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