Each New Wave Approaching Him To Death
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Collecting shells on the shoreline I encountered butterfly. The waves flooded it with each successive burst, his legs were tangled in seaweed, antennae stuck together, I thought he was dead. Together with algae and sand took him on one of the shells away from the shore. As he I slowly unreval seaweed releasing his legs, my little friend came to my finger and hang on to hold. When I walked the beach, people asked for story of butterfly. Middle time he was drying, licked antennae and legs, waving his wings.
I lost a hope, but after 40 minutes spent on my hands butterfly flew away toward the dunes – beautiful and dignified.
Every life is worth to help him exist!!!
Collecting shells on the shoreline I encountered butterfly. The waves flooded it with each successive burst, his legs were tangled in seaweed, antennae stuck together, I thought he was dead. Together with algae and sand took him on one of the shells away from the shore. As he I slowly unreval seaweed releasing his legs, my little friend came to my finger and hang on to hold. When I walked the beach, people asked for story of butterfly. Middle time he was drying, licked antennae and legs, waving his wings.
I lost a hope, but after 40 minutes spent on my hands butterfly flew away toward the dunes – beautiful and dignified.
Every life is worth to help him exist!!!
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