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I held it in my hands close to my heart - that's how I heard it you know - the butterfly. It told me all of its stories; big as small, beautiful as unpleasant, crucial as insignificant. There were stories of hatred and love, winter and summer, boys and girls - all different kind of accounts from all over the world...
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