Watching a butterfly blue coloured taking the essence of a flower, viewing a song written long time ago.
Following patterns; the butterfly matches all the colours like a rainbow; over the light, she spins around, the flower is being sucked out.
A napkin is folded around the flower, making it a nice tie. The butterfly flies scattering around and leaving her perfume on the air. The napkin embraces the flower, in the neck and as strange as it might seems, the butterfly does the same thing all over again and the flower is being left silent with a napkin for a tie.
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