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Wings of beauty


When a butterfly's wings have beautiful shouting colors, everyone wants to chase it to the end of the earth, hold it ever so gently between their palms and just secretly admire its God given beauty just in time to let it go so that it can continue to shine its  light to the world.

The beauty of the butterfly is so exciting but its freedom is what makes it even more magnificent.
Sweeping gently through the mild breeze and adding to the beauty of mother nature.

Some people however, want to crush it mercilessly so its beauty remains nothing short of a temporary memory in their head!
It seems absolutely deranged, but it gives them a thrill that they managed to end the life of something beautiful.
It's like a power source; energizer; adrenaline rush!

Truthfully, beauty doesn't spare you from pain.
Sometimes it attracts more pain than just being a plain Jane.
Ask the parrot in the cage or the glorious lion at the zoo; closed behind cold metal bars for tourists to see!

Contrary, when the butterfly has dull colors. No one bothers it.
They'll perhaps miss it as it floats merrily into the sky; flapping its tiny delicate wings as it goes;
If we listen close enough it is singing a song of freedom!
What a beautiful thing to be able to hide in plain site and still be free!

Likewise, your true beauty is inside you. Just like the butterfly with the dull colors who's beauty lies in freedom and being undetected from the cruel world!

Even a beauty such as the colorful butterfly couldn't hold a candle to the dull colored butterfly.
Dare I say, if candles were lit, only one butterfly would steal through the night!

Don't compare yourself with anyone. In the end true beauty is skin deep and outside appearance means little to nothing in this world of temporary things!

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