A butterfly is coming here
And another butterfly is going there..
I'm sitting under a big tree.
It is said the tree's age is about 77 years now.
I feel warm in here coz sunlight can't hurt me nor the rain can touch me.
There are so many butterflies in here.
I can see the deer is eating grasses.
Birds are singing,
Cheetahs are running,
and turtles are laying their eggs.
Such a peaceful forest to be true.
Green leafs are being played by the butterfly
As the wind started to play its lullaby on me, I began to fall asleep.
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One hours later, I finally woke up.
Iwas so panick to see that everything has gone.
The tree has been burnt and the animals were killed.
The butterflies have gone, that's the reason.
The grass were dry and the water was gone..
Now I can see it.
Butterflies are the most important creatures of the forest.
without them, the forest won't be peaceful.
I miss the butterflies of my heart.
I'm trying to build the new forest in my heart,
but I just can't...
I was crying that night. The first time I cried at the adult age.
My tears fell into the wooded floor room.
Kiss the rain song had turned the tears into a river.
The endless river of sadness
without any sea
without any water creatures in it.
Coz the water is poisonous
It had been poisoned with vengeance and hatred.
Love and Hope,
And also fire and earth..
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