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DON’T CRY FOR ME ARGENTINA

 So you’re sorry,
And that’s okay.
Yesterday didn’t happen,
Let’s live for today.
My daddies dead.
No hugs or kisses,
Rebukes or smiles.
He lies on that far away isle.

No chance for him,
To see me play.
Yesterday’s foe is now my friend.
Politics, wars,
And conscience.
Sorry.
A simple word.
And now it’s okay.

Where then were your fateful words?
In May
82.