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I'm sure when you were little you caught a butterfly.You know,it was kind of a key thing. It was a moment in your life when everything had a reason,and everything is okay.You had all the color in the world,right there in your hand. It was perfect. But you knew,deep inside that you would eventually have to let it go.And you thought you could accept it,but when that day came, you couldnt. You wince as you release it from your outstretched hands. It is almost hard not to cry. Iy's gone.All the beauty in the world is gone.There are times though,when you have to let it go,because there is always something else worth putting your feelings toward, you know?