I take care of a little butterfly the last five days ago that I called Anna. She could not fly because their left wing did not had aerodynamic. Anna comunicates well call me to helps her, show me what was your favorit dish,
fed up taking balance with their little legs supported in my hands, refreshed yourself over my hands were drinked some water too. Well a lot of greats things like this during five days. I found Anna over the street floor when it have just borned,dried and consolidated,in my hands too. I saw the wing's detail and decided to take care of her.know I am looking her shinning golden wings, she died and I am thinking at all: where is her spirit now? Sometimes I don't understand nothing about the mystery of life and death. tks for read this story. light to all. fatima
this is my
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