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1/19/22
Maybe I would be cold
Without your cuddle—
How can I know
When you are so hot
Like the sun
To a marmot
HOW CAN I KNOW?
Without your cuddle—
How can I know
When you are so hot
Like the sun
To a marmot
HOW CAN I KNOW?
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