She says I shouldn't forget
but I don't remember why.
She says I used to love her...
can't remember, though I try.
She says I loved our children
and they tell me this is so.
She says I should remember,
tell her why I had to go.
I cannot see the past of her,
no history there resides,
but in the future we'll remember
why I left and why she cried.
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