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Jan 2023
Hanging
I think our love
a little bit saggy now
no dancing beneath the stars
no hanging in late night bars
more sunrise
than sunset
but still
Iā€™m hanging with
you!
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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