A shadow of blue by lincoln

In the green and luscious park, a young, lonely girl with a pale complexion sat on a rickety bench. Dishevelled pencils and a book were next to her  ready to be used. She started daydreaming serenely, as the magnificent butterflies floated in the breeze. The girl was masquerading her sadness with a smile. She folded the paper deftly and suddenly turned into a blue butterfly. She released the creature tentatively and it drifted of into the abyss of the park

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