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Feb 2019
I used to get these butterflies
Beautiful creatures that simply tickled a little as their wings lightly brushed against my stomach
I don’t know when or why
but these butterflies became dragons
angry fire-breathing beasts
That set my insides a blaze
And I am being swallowed whole by the flames
Serene
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Serene  22/F/California
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