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swaying and twirling, hair in the air.

your hand in mine, we dont care

the tapping of our feet, in sync with the beat

soft music through the walls, knowing you won't let me fall

enchanting and hypnotizing i blush, my cheeks are crismon and flush

you holding me, for everyone to see

you holding me, for everyone to see

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