EX-IT

It is now Wednesday night, I just burned my finger with my hot World Famous (yes it’s a title!!) tomato sauce. I was debating with my self if I should publish or if I should leave it with the other unpublished notes. But especially the very last part seems to be a movement…

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Give me your hand *

The day before yesterday. This where my worries, I hoped, I wished I wasn’t right.:

‘It will end that you go and I stay, I will stay longer until I know you’re not coming back’

I should feel bad now, should be in pain as I said I would. I should feel lonely

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The last stroke of my wings

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My butterfly – my angel!

I had worries while I was doing it.

I was afraid that everything went wrong.

But as my lips, my tongue touched this sweet butterfly the first time

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