Good Night

There's something wrong happening inside my belly. Something jiggling, something wrong, but yet it feels so right. Oh yes! Now I know! Butterflies, flying, swarming inside my belly! Two? Three? or Five?

Oh my butterflies inside my belly. Tell me, when will you go away?

I hate you but I need you.

Oh butterflies. Give me your colors, and throw your worries away.

ZA

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