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Mar 2011
Had I known
what I know
Had I felt
what I feel
Had I loved
the way I
now love

I might still have you

If you knew
what I know
If you feel
what I felt
If you love
the way I
loved

You might still have me

But, we didn't know what we aught
We didn't feel what we aught
We didn't love as we aught

Both alone, we shall always be.
Because our love has come to naught.
JCM 2011 Β©
Jenny March
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