How many times butterflies.
With the magic in the word that the wings channel, if you're free tell me how far your thoughts go.
Moving the "herd" is what they call "art".
Pay attention to parabolic words, don't look over there.
Verses that repeat are portals, no more saturated so they can be forgotten.
They forgot the world altogether, protagonists of the real cinema.
Don't participate, don't opine, don't let your mind show what it says or you're complicit, filled with emotions turned into market.
Try the apple and the serpent climbs into the subconscious.
Is every tragedy turned into opportunity?
Did you submit? Did the vision not see properties? Mice, a trap that doesn't kill but doesn't free.
Labyrinth with symbols connected to mirrors with metals.
My soul has already learned to go from flower to flower, my butterfly has transmuted, guarding the petals that weathered storms.
Cleaning the dust, heirs of the same.
Whispering to the pistils not to get close to the sun, so you understand what so much pain is.
Mantras in the air.
Fly.
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