I remember exactly the spot

the place I sat

when she told me

I remember the cooling coffee

forgotten

when I was told

I remember the uncertainty

in her voice

when she told me

but

I remember how I smiled

the joy I felt

when I first knew

my almost son

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In that first perfect summer, that summer of love

when rifles bloomed and we turned on

and so nearly dropped out

in that year we met

and in the sun

we loved

despite clouds

that threatened us

and sought to break our love

a sad weight of parental love turned on

our first perfect summer, our first summer of love

In that first perfect summer, that summer of love

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Their voices harshly clash

and will not lie calmly

or rest in our ears

in peace

They rise loud over all else

and do not fall to our key

but strike out at us

in dissonance

Our song is raised joyously

and the harmonies sing

of the love we know

in concert

We have our air so their words

smash and fall to the ground

they do not stay in sight

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