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Midnight Stroll

Let’s go on a midnight stroll
When the clock lets out its toll
Under the starlight
Walking on this dark night

He grabs my hands
As he stands
Pulling me along
Dancing to our own song

We dance along the walkway
He grabs my waist and we start to sway
A fountain of water spraying
A waterfall of love flowing

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