New Year by Hanna Anuar

I danced away my first few hours

of this new decade

No heartache in this young renegade

Drunk in this new brigade

Spinning harder than the clap of the fireworks

Burning brighter than the shadow that lurks

No more heartache in these young renegades

If not the whole era at least tonight is ours

]ust the first four lonely hours

Dancing with strangers

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