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Oh butterflies
Adored with my heart,
Which was made up of pieces of the mat I trained on.
Oh dear, it's a thing of an athlete,
To treasure a new soul no more than the sport they bleed heartily for!
Yet I doubt my care for you,
As the butterflies never died in these years.
© TEJ
Which was made up of pieces of the mat I trained on.
Oh dear, it's a thing of an athlete,
To treasure a new soul no more than the sport they bleed heartily for!
Yet I doubt my care for you,
As the butterflies never died in these years.
© TEJ
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