Moth

An orphaned child found a home in another world, one of butterflies and smiles. He knew he didn’t fit in when others whispered ‘I feel good,’ and he didn’t understand. Pain clutched onto him like dirt on children. Others turned their faces away from the sight, knowing he could not ever be one of them; his wings disappeared.

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