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by francis x reilly   May 17, 2011


I knew her once-
but don't know where.
I only wish that I was there.

She married me-
I married her-
but all of that is now a blur.

We had some kids-
I guess they're grown.
My God...they were our very own.

You loved me then-I loved you too.
But where am I?
And where are you?

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