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You, I What we have been to each other What we are to each other What we've done to each other What we do to each other The relationship of all that to others I didn’t brood, had no resentments Had no hard feelings, I was not sorry for myself I merely tried to see As clearly as it is possible for me to see Then I got up and watched the grasses With the raindrops and the dead poplar Illuminated by the early sun And against a very dark sky From Letras Mania