We're holding hands
And my face is red.
We're holding hands
100% blush.
We're holding hands
We're,
Strange-ers
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I have no clue what this is.
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Holding Hands
We're holding hands
And my face is red.
We're holding hands
100% blush.
We're holding hands
We're,
Strange-ers
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I have no clue what this is.
