was the story of the butterfly and swallow that life brings time to a whisper. Belle Aronde, hurt by the cruelty of men nobly fluttered in the air of life, wings fall, the heart of hope. Off, the Susceptible Swallowtail shaken by fate Valentine walked wings in the wind, hoping heart. On the order of chance, a day enchanting azure a sun lovers enjoying the butterfly met the Swallow. A deep and sincere affection proved them, and a haze settled in her sweetest simplicity. Their words expressed their woes. L'Hirondelle needed patience and the Butterfly admitted in its depths he did not want the flight of her Belle. This butterfly with a significant delay to its cute and its meaning quivered a thousand hopes. She cooed with joy while by playing mistrust. He smiled and sang at dawn to dusk. Thus, the butterfly Follet did not understand the horrors of his fragile Swallow. Avait' it was unwise? His approaches were they too abrupt? How many issues buried deep in our soul remains intractable? Thus, for a dialectic unknown, the frail Swallow threw his wings and beat a strong movement to deflect a Tarascan illusory. The Butterfly coward requests afraid of this sudden surge, and took off to the opposite of a helpless gesture so that its wings were injured sadness. At this moment our Sensitive Butterfly heard the cowardice of his heart and the weakness of its wings. He resolved to get away from all that suffering for love remains a distant memory. L'Hirondelle could read the scary Butterfly, blinded by its fear of humans. Inevitably, the Fair and Sensible are dissociated. A narrative of love was then conjured for the benefit of suffering avoided. It was the story of the butterfly and swallow that life took off time to a whisper ...
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