Butterflies, fly butterflies
And fill the space that awakens
The tossing and turning of currents inside
The tortuous feeling of welcome and sprite
Follow, now follow
Sweet valentine of the soul
And sing oh my serenity
The beating that you know
That tremor that courses
Awaken! Awaken!
Tonight is the night! Awaken!
To see the other half
To make a complete whole
Complete.
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