Parshawna Macduff- The greatest Witch of the decade
She looks alone, and cold just like me, but then it flew away in the dark, vanishing from there;
My heart began to say as I started to sing:
" Butterfly, Butterfly, How do you fly?
Teach me one day... I want to fly away... fly away.
Every time you sing, everywhere you bring, The joy of life...
Teach me one day... I want to do that way... do that way...
Every time I looked at you, You fly in the sky,
No one can reach up to you, You are too high.
Across your heart, across the part
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