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� � � � � � � � � � � � � He felt my squeeze
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � Read between
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� � � � � � � � � � � � � He felt so divine
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� � � � � � � � � � � � � With just one look
� � � � � � � � � � � � � I taught him well
� � � � � � � � � � � � � Every part of me
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