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Butterfly Kisses
The sun is shining The crimson eyes of the grim reaper – who lives for revenge under the shadow-encrusted scales of his rushed decision – can’t help watching in awe and abandon his star-soaked companion Reaching forward, flying, spinning shouting I Can, I Will and I Love You without pausing for breath How can he help trading his sickle for a thin, rare, beautiful smile How can he help accepting those butterfly kisses
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