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I Just Write It “Love” (for Allan)

I wish you were a child

so you can play with me

If I turn into ice

then you need to break me

into little pieces

so I can be free

It’s going to snow

can you hear it?

If I hate you

I will always be your son

and you will always be my Mama

I love you

all the way to the stars

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