I am now ready to let the BUTTERFLY FLY away ...
I had it closed with my fingers entwined almost suffocating it... BUT now I sing to it saying "Go my dear fly fly fly away, here I open my palms and my heart... take all the colours away WITH YOU...
How boring are all the colours you had flashing at me... My life in Black and white is more interesting.
I say my last goodbyes to you... and blow the last trace of colour you left on my palms... AND saw the plainness of my hands glint back at me.
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