Are you not a caterpillar?
-Of course I am. Don’t you see?
He leaves happily comforted by my lie.
-Why did you lie to him? -asks my daughter Anaïs
A caterpillar would not know what a butterfly is unless he becomes one. - I say
-Am I a butterfly too?
Shh my dear daughter. Let’s not talk of empty philosophy. Just look at the camera. Lets take a picture together.
A click of the shutter.
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