I cant be owned.
My heart is like a fluttered butterfly.
I may take a rest on your shoulder
but that's because I wanna take on a longer flight.
Try with a net, or with your bare hands.
I will dodge your grasps.
Alone and no longer looking back.
Alone and not feeling lonely.
Alone yet contented.
Alone on my journey, fly fly....
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