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Here we are gliding along, by the skin of our teeth

Difference of politics and means, beyond my belief

Always falling apart, wearing the shoe laces of time

We are together by name only, when you are not mine

The familiar song of I have to work again, he whines to me

You are never home I reply, and this is what I expect of thee

Finding out about her being in our life, this I am not fond

She now skates on your negative self absorbed frozen pond

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