I couldn't smile or laugh at all
But far above, high in the sky
There flew a little butterfly
It came down and made me see
That just like it, i must be free
I let go my hurt and pain
And soon my joy, i will regain

Talig Strooigoed & Losse Onregelmatigheden Des Levens
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