"The Caterpillar"
Fear not of death
It is but a metamorphosis
As a caterpillar hides in its cocoon
So do we make our own little worlds
And when the caterpillar emerges from its shell
To become a thing of beauty reborn
With its newly formed wings she shall fly away
So do we shed our tears
Ridding of the pains of this life
Tearing from our earthly shells
To fly away
A spirit reborn
Nothing lasts forever
Nothing stays the same
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