Lost
Once was a girl Who bides in a beautiful garden She was blissed out. Once betide a brown butterfly. Swayed by its mesmerizing demeanor , she begins to go after it. She saunter behind it for a long haul. Once she retrieved back to her preception, she be deprived of the way she begins. She's is just on her feet, Not knowing where to go, wholly lost on the narrow lane.
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