Butterflies

There was once butterfly
that have landed
on my shoulder.

After a while it flew away.
But it left colorful
dust on my shoulder.

Then I realize,
friends are like butterflies,

they come and go
but one thing is for sure.

It will surely leave
a colorful mark on our lives.

Thanks for being
one dozen butterflies
in my life.

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