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Moths of death is the equivalent to having nervous butterflies with the exception that the situation giving you moths of death is terrible and hurtful and in no way good.
Hayden: What's wrong Andrew?
Andrew: I have to go see Jamie after she tried to cut me out of her life.
Hayden: How are you feeling about talking to her.
Andrew: I have moths of death in my stomach.
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