I tried to redesign my soul with perfumes,
but I failed.
I tried to redesign my soul with delicacy,
but I failed.,
I tried to redesign my soul with a dance,
but I failed.
Frustrated I went to a garden of smiles,
there I saw a butterfly kissing a flower,
I came back, hugged and kissed my sweetheart.
My job was so easy I never thought!
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