You

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it’s in your words that makes my insides vibrate,

waking up the butterflies in slumber
for years
it’s in your lips that makes the beginning of a smile,
contagious but i’d be happy to be infected

it’s the way you make me feel
just when i thought i could no longer feel
it’s the way you made me hope
just when i thought everything’s at lost

it’s you –
i do hope it’s you.

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