Oh, those butterflies...
It seems they lift me high above...
It feels just like a little pellet
Somewhere inside you softly hops...
What do they bring me?
Warmth, joy, a lifetime happiness?
They say it's something different...
Could it be..? Could it be... Love?
But I don't know you.
How can I glom you?
Doesn't love always do?
I can't imprison you...
Just like a birdie...
And it would be my fault....
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