to both of you
i shall not be at the middle
of this mess
you do not have to quarrel
over nothing
the song that you shall hear
from the bottom of my heart
is for someone
who is not here with the three of us
(she left me a long long time ago
and i am still teaching myself how to forget
her face)
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