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I have you in my bones, the way I laugh, the way I shrug, a moodiness that gathers
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when I don't get my way. You are half of me, and yet I've never met you
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It matters, oh yes, it matters. You are in my smile, the way I whistle when I'm happy
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A certain skip up the stairs, a jaunty sense of style, off kilter, off key
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I peer around the curtain of your abandonment and wonder, what if you had stayed, had loved
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me, had loved my mother. And what does it say of me that you would put yourself so first
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Is that also me? What other ugliness have I from you? Or grace
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They say, I am the mirror of your face
