You were walking in the deep, dark and yet very delicate forest that you had found whilst in the dark night..but as you walk, every step echoing... you see one spot in particular.. you notice a humanoid monarch butterfly dancing on a tree stump whilst holding a sword doing...poems.?..so you listen in... "Even tho thy is a butterfly thy still shall dream to be those birds that soar in the sky, day or night, still the same.. they soar...thy finds in most enjoyable..yet thy find it most hard.."
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