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I Remember
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Learning from the Past I remember the look on your face
that sunny June day
as your eyes welled with tears.
I remember the song that hung
in the background
as you stared at me in silence.
The irony of a song called “You and I”
when “we” are no longer.
Then you turned away,
buried your face in your hands
and hated me for the pain I caused you.
