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Autumn season, I see a lot of falling leaves,
Then they finish own time.
In spring grow new, but they all end the same.
They don’t blame the tree cuz they know that
What is born must always die.

Like a butterfly, we also pass a long way
A long way for the joy.
Sometimes real life takes only a few hours.

Nothing is forever and people think that life has no the end.
They don’t use of their time.
Everyday burns them from the inside,
They don’t even feel it, so wake up, wake up.

Sometimes on the way there are barriers
That don’t allow us to do what we want.
We don’t even try to beat them.
This all may seem long, but it really is very short,
We should use every second.

Like a butterfly, we also pass a long way
A long way for the joy.
Sometimes real life takes only a few hours.

Nothing is forever and people think that life has no the end.
They don’t use of their time.
Everyday burns them from the inside,
They don’t even feel it, so wake up, wake up.

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