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Apr 2021
it departs from him,
the most beautiful song,

lullaby melody,
the sweetest hum,

a sense of melancholy,
my tummy's butterflies flit around,

he sang his song,
I sang along,
he stole my butterflies,
and went along
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Wutherings Bronte
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