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31 Jan

It was a spring morning. The sun was sending the sparkling golden lights to the Earth’s face. A white butterfly came out of the cocoon that saw these rays that morning. They were very large and had thin white wings like tulle. He suddenly found himself among the flowers of a garden. First he went on a reconnaissance flight and wandered the garden. Then it was a red rose to rest. When he was resting, he stitched his wings together. He looked around. He went to the greenery and watched for hours… He was resting. It was time to roam, he had to live, he had a long time ahead of him....