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It was just a crush, it don't mean much.
No, see, me, it really did not touch.
It was just a fling, it don't mean a thing.
It was just a stage. It was just a phase.
I, out you, I did grow. Just wanted you to know.
See, history.
It was in the past, just a flash.

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