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The child stayed in the field all day long holding his trap for catching butterflies.
But in the middle of the day he caught a fly, and he was saddened by his fate, so he threw the fly into the field and released it to freedom and life.
Then it rained and birds with even pigeons came.
The rains watered the field and covered it with clouds.
The child was happy and freedom prevailed in the field and the land. .
And finally, security and safety spread forth.

 

 

 

 

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