My dead friend

It is called an exuvia.

It is often thin and delicate.

It may also be crumpled or folded.

My friend has to squeeze through a small opening in the chrysalis to emerge.

It is found hanging from branches.

Similar ones also found in soil or other debris, as they are often blown away by the wind or fall to the ground.

It provided a safe place for my friend to develop and transform into an adult.

It also helped to attract frineds and lovers.

It was beautiful and delicate objects.

Now it becomes ash and be used to create works of art.

You are not there anymore, and I see you flying away!

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