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Jun 2020
her jeans my shirt, the times we used to flirt
she leaned on my shoulder and told me this could work
i know that it’s more than whatever we had thought
you know that you can’t say, just can’t say it’s not
and all night long
we stayed up thinking how to run away
and all night long
we’ll run away this summer
we’ll find our perfect place
hoya
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