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Hanging
I remember everything, even the type of ring you wanted.
The type of things most would've forgotten.
I was there listening, came through with everything I promised.
That's knowledge for you.
That’s knowledge for you.
You were my favorite subject and I passed all those classes plus I’d hang right after school.
Always hanging onto you, but now we let go and I can’t hang to an excus...
Saturday 18th January 2025 4:51 pm
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