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That feeling in my tummy,
Like butterflies flying around.

Every time I see you, the butterflies take flight
Every time I hold your hand... They must multiply.

I can’t even imagine what they’re doing
When your lips gently push against mine.

But now that you’ve left me,
The butterflies have died.





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