There was a certain year
when oyster-shells massaged
founding feet
pacing the old riverbank
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It was 1985, when we ran into ourselves
To join the busy breakfast queues
Before Mrs.Dike would say it was closed
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When things began
We were together
In our mud house.
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I have had a troubled night
Sweet sleep has let me down
I have wondered about a lot
if you too will leave me torn
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