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Butterflies

He gives me butterflies
when he doesn't even try.
It all starts to happen
when we lock eyes.
When he hugs me
I'm on my own level of high,
but when he doesn't see me
it feels like I might cry.
When it's just me and him,
it can't get any more perfect.
Just us two,
I don't know what to expect. . .




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