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Like a butterfly

I am in your early dreams, like a butterfly in neon light.
The light is losing sight makes me scared,
it's too strong to keep me on the way.
Losing sight makes me scared, but wanna leave,
touch land with skin, flashing in your head.
Do you understand what's going on over there in there..

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