Our lives are quite like that of the butterfly. We go through a metamorphosis and eventually emerge with wings.
We begin at birth as a caterpillar. We are cute, innocent, and dependent on our surroundings. What we take in may very well be a part of what comes out in the end.
Then as we start being independent we form a chrysalis, or cocoon where we change and grow our wings. I like to think that the rest of our lives are spent in the cocoon, where we develop our wings. We expand them with the people we influence in the amount of time we have on earth. We make them beautiful with good deeds, distasteful with the bad. The magnificence is made by our contributions and impact on the world.
I hope my wings turn out big and wonderful, as I hope the rest of your turn out :)
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