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Our quarrel has left us strangers far apart,
How could I wound the one who holds my heart.
Your eyes reflect the stinging pain I feel,
And commonplace between us now is stiff, unreal.
The first forgiving words of love are hard to say,
And yet I know they cannot be so far away.
More clearly than the angry words this day has known,
I hear your hearts I love you echoing my own.

By Linda Mandy
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