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My magic little butterfly
You are my drug
You are my sin
All I need is to bring you to my lips
To inhale your scent
And my magic journey begins
I run naked through green jungles
Disguised as my animal spirit
I plow through cold blue oceans
Schools of fish part before me
I soar across grey skies
On feathered wings of gold
Never wanting to come down to earth again
My magic little butterfly
You are my drug
You are my sin
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