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Feb 2014
Your grip on me is strong
Your gaze on me is long.
Without you I'm in a daze.
Wondering around like I'm in an unending maze.
Never to find my way.
With you I come alive
as if I could survive the dive
to a depth beyond the deepest level
even though I know you are the devil.
The Butterfly
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The Butterfly  in Neverland
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