n they thought she has many
So others feels the same too~
at the moment her wing is tore
so she fly slow..
just above to the ground where she's not safe n sound...
flying~searching~ n hoping..
but none of them heard The cry..
As the wing was tore..
As she cries..
As the thinking then coming through..
oh poor little butterfly,,,
this is how the world really goes~
