She broke out of the egg...
Struggling to bring her soft muscular body to freedom...
Feeding over the mulberry and oak...
She built a soft home around her ...as if she needs a soft bed to hibernate for a while...
The silvery white cocoon was to break out into a colorful moth, fly around, produced generations of moths, hang over the flowers and trees..
she was into a hot water bath...
No one heard her scream, no one saw her tears...no one cared for her pains..
The beautiful to be silk moth was woven into a expensive bridal saree..
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