Flutters pierce
Paunch
Despondent face
Turned converse
Tremulousness
Food 4 butterflies
Esconce my venter
Battery of wings
Incursion on my chest
Occluding Craw
Throng of the unspeakable
Amorosity
Streperously boasts
Animosity waned
Do you see?
Amorosity is love
Animosity; hate
Both can be ill-fated
Today adulation prevails
Moments procurred
by momentous momentum
Slow to observe
Heed the measurable
Follow the mindful
Amity set pace
In life
In this race.
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