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| I can't even understand the way those butterflies flutter inside of me You see, they come when you are near and I don't know why My eyes, they move to where you are whenever you are close and I can't make myself think of something else when all I see is you and these butterflies they seem to know when to take flight and when to move into the crevices of my mind So, if it is you that makes me feel so then help me catch those butterflies because this fleeting floating feeling is constant in my mind |
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