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My friends all flew away. No. That's not right. I'm flying away. Flying away on white angel wings. Flying away with the hope my butterflies follow in their own due time. Flying away with the hope none choose to take the path I took. I hope my butterflies soon learn how to fly. Fly towards their dreams. Fly towards what they want. And I hope nothing tries to stop them. For my butterflies are stronger than titanium, faster than light, smarter than Einstein. Nothing can stop them.

Fly.

Fly Away.

Butterfly Fly Away.

~Nick Logan. (06/25/20)