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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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