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Freedom Is Infinite Power Of The Spirit

Holding a butterfly in your own fist Is the bottom line of life and freedom Squeeze harder the butterfly would die Letting the butterfly fly is his right Not turn cemetery of beautiful moments Letting go a person is not fall in love Letting go a person is not kind of loss It's an act of love, act of recognition Letting go isn't a weakness, but a power Letting go isn't the end, but a beginning A new chapter to learn love without setup Without assurance, without fear of losing It's a way to yourself, to your own freedom Learning to love the world and people around Not as you want them to be, or use them for Love without control is freedom, not tyranny Love is without a path. Dream without a limit Self - without guilt for someone else's choice.

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