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Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly.
Fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes of the butterfly.
My wings kept carrying me in distant lands. Through the towns and cities, villages and forests, mountains and fields. I flew further and further away. Where I was going? I didn't know, dear.
I was just a butterfly back then.
But I felt like I was searching for something. Or maybe even someone.
Do you know what I was searching, my dear?
Can you answer me? Even if you're not near?
Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly.
I kept my flight. My journey has only began. From the heights I've seen all people on the grounds. All of them running busy, stressing out. I wish they could experience tranquility. As do I during my flight.
The winds would carry me far, helping me to reach my goals of search.
But what I was searching again? How many times did I ask this question to myself? Why can't I think of anything?
I was just a butterfly. I didn't know the answer.
Through out the journey I met many butterflies like myself. Flying with no visible purpose. But I knew that in fact we all were searching something or someone. Just noone could remember.
Because we're the butterflies and nothing more.
Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly.
My journey brought me so far away, so none of the places I've been in were recognisable anymore. Small and distant town, somewhere far away from home.
What I was doing here? I don't know.
No... Actually... I have my answer.
I dreamt I was a butterfly, searching for someone I beloved the most. I was searching for someone who found me and brought to place I call home. I was searching for someone who showed me the meaning of my life. I was searching for someone who became the brightest star for me. I was searching for you, my dear lover.
You was there. In the distant land so far away from me.
You are searching for your own path still?
Was I seeing you for real?
I flew down to you, hoping that will make you see and miss me how I do. Do you still love me like I do? Or you forgot me the moment you left me alone?
My wings carried me closer to you.
I see you rise your head and notice me.
You gave me your hand and I would gratefully land.
"Hello, little one" you said to me gently.
I rised my tiny limbs towards you. Please recognise me, my dear. Please, let me know that you love me still. Please, tell me you are the Ramattra I wished so badly to hear and see.
I want to hug you so tightly, my lovely dear. I want to carry you from all your nightmares. Will you let me release your pain how you always did? Will you let me, moon of mine?
Will you come back to me not knowing how much it was desired?
Did you even know that butterfly was I?
Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes of the butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself.
Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then an omnic dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am an omnic.
But there's something, I knew for sure.
Now I will find you for real, my dearest lover that I desire to see.