Words Of A Flapping Butterfly

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Oh So Weird!

We are two pandas gazing through the fields, laughing at funny ass jokes, the two of us look at the cotton fluffy sky, this is what a rabbit looks like in a cloud, cotton... hmmmm, a dream of a starlight club, feeling like to party whenever, let it be just this moment, this moment of pure desire without involving the family, economy, the love that would never be real, you wish the minutes would continue going, when you first meet, get the first song to your first dance going, first kiss, first make out, rubbing each other, all the good stuff that went down the sink later, love is not possible through the work of a dealer's mind, the conspiracy in the media, in the government, in a couple, in friendship, in your own LIFE, is not but a dream that we have but a reality that we must face, what on earth was i thinking?  to love a man who soon would hate, too long of hours wasted as the full moon shows her radiance and in a black night, with the peace of pearl, through the eyes of her audience, we are destined here, with each other, through a peril from the earth, that we ourselves destroy, but as each other we are each other's mistakes, as we see our faults, our eyes squint as the mistakes come like little stars when we close our eyes so tight, be humble, the world and its beings have to, for that it is in us that we must rejoice.  As to thee, as i'm looking upon this fateful butterfly, flapping its wings so gently to tell a story, that it is words that are invisible can help us find our way... to the beginning to us all.

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I'll rest my head on this desk and think about why I wrote this...

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