Nestled in a tiny cocoon
I am waiting to break free
Breaking and growing...
Until the wings become me
I am born with such color
I am as beautiful as can be
I air out my wings and soar
And fly to anywhere I can see
I am waiting to break free
Breaking and growing...
Until the wings become me
I am born with such color
I am as beautiful as can be
I air out my wings and soar
And fly to anywhere I can see
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