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My First Time
Author: Pamela O'Brien

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My breathing became spiratic
And my lungs were ready to burst

I clutched my heart desperately
Itís beat beginning to panic

Hands shaking
Lips trembling
Mind racing

Butterflies in flight
Swarmed my stomach

It was the first time I ever heard music.

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