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Butterflies of nervous lies flutter in my soul
Can I do this?
See him like that
On fire
Alive
In the moment
Comfortable in his skin
Can I do this?
See him like him again?
Despite all that has transpired
With nervous lies of butterflies fluttering in my soul
Or should I just turn around and leave before he gets here?