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Feb 2014
Like the waves you pound me.
Like the sound you deafen me.
Like Stephen you mock me.
Like a lock you hold me.
Like a mold you break me.
Like a make you brand me.
Like a hand you grab me.
The Butterfly
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The Butterfly  in Neverland
(in Neverland)   
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   Pure LOVE and Mary
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