See the butterfly

The little caterpillar never dreamedThat he would someday fly,Sailing over wood and fieldHigh up in the sky.

But one day he bursts through paper wallsAnd unfolds his colored wings.Starting a new and happy life,He leaves behind old things.

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After I had received class instruction in Christian Science...
September 29, 1980
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