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When the butterfly tastes the taste of flying freely, when it knows the ecstasy of moving its wings in space, no one can return it to its cocoon, nor convince it that its life was better when it was a worm.This is how we are when we taste the taste of love and live it, we can't live without it, good evening noise friends

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