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Two butterflies with different colors, flying with each other in the air.One blue winged and another butterfly winged brown.Up, down, flapping wings around the garden full of flowers. From above, a garden officer is seen busy spraying liquid into some plants. Some caterpillars seemed to fall to the ground like rain drops.
The two fun flying animals stared sadly, remembering the times became caterpillars.Life where no creature likes its existence.Living like an egg at the spearhead, like a choice. Dead killed by humans or eaten by predators.
It all depends on God's destiny. Really terrible.
Both of their bodies shivered in horror.Blue butterfly said, "I am very grateful to have been given a long life that I succeed in becoming a butterfly, even though I have to go through all sufferers in the cocoon ritual. But, now I can fly to and fro without having to feel threatened."
"I too. This life will not change if we ourselves do not change it. If we do not have a strong determination, surely our fate is not much different from the caterpillars that die dry up! " said brown butterfly while turning the face of the mass of the mass death of the caterpillars in the park.
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