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I used to love! I used to worry
About anything around.
I used to pain. I used to story
That tells about faithfull love.

I used to speak in plural number,
And that's about you and me:
Your eyes, the color of an amber;
My eyes in front - they were so green!

I cannot dance, and sing, and smile,
And spend my life a usual way.
I'll sit and cry - just for a while -
Because of words, you'll never say

UK, Canterbury, 2009