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a ghrá mo chroí
I miss the butterflies that come with new love’s embrace
I miss the blush that crept onto my face
but most of all,
I miss the feeling of safety when that someone
special holds me around the waist
Are you that one person? . . . . I hope so
I miss the blush that crept onto my face
but most of all,
I miss the feeling of safety when that someone
special holds me around the waist
Are you that one person? . . . . I hope so
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