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ooh, i love this one !
A time and a season for all things. The caterpillar must have accomplished all that was intended for it as a caterpillar.
Served with three layers of cream
How does one become a butterfly?
In this case, the how doesn’t matter as much as the when.
The write answer is: “You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”
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