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Nov 2023
Let
Let the phone ring
let the dog bark
let the sun rise
then sink
let the day dawn
let the youths yawn
let my mind spawn
too far
let the birds sing
let the drunk get
to his car
let this mistake
only take us
so far
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
65
   Riz Mack
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