I'll never forget your face
the same after 80 winters
your long hair
and september valentines
Hard to believe
you'll always be mine
Back in history
and before the war
You thought of me
calling from Japan
on business
the gaze I saw reflected
in chance moments
and your kiss
hit the nail upon the head
catch the
I never knew
like some fiend
that girls were cruel
you were 17
you bucked up
faced the truth
learned to shoot pool
and broke away
from the shame
changed your face
and then your name
account closed
no more withdrawls
after September
the winds will have gone
from whence they came
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