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WordsMy words are butterflies in a meadow. / You walk through them and they scatter and float around you, / twisting and dancing in your footsteps,

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AgainstHearts race as skin melts with skin. / Fingers slow dance / across heaving backs and chests,

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OwnI can write these lines without / ever righting wrongs the same way / I write notes without writing songs.

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