Hands all over my body

Seemingly for hours of our lives.

We faced the truth one night

As I sat in the kitchen and cried.

Another country you were born

Another country you returned to.

Now we face the dilemma

That faces so many.

I’ll live other days

Cry other tears

Have other pleasures

But I won’t have you.

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