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The Exploding Pavilion

the butterflies want out.
they tickle your tummy,
moshing anxiously.
you find yourself
in the heat of the moment.
impatiently waiting for someone to make the first move,
because you both want it.
as bad as the most detrimental addiction;
you want it.
for lips to brush and hands to touch;
you want it.
hurry up, because
the butterflies want out.





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