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We were one, Til our first son, Tommy was number two Born of me and you, Becky made three, Happy were we; You began to drink Love could only sink Still we were one Though I felt alone The violence began Not in our plan. Reality all the same Excuses so lame; I am left to wish It had not ended like this. I yearn for those years Kept in my heart so dear, Before the trials, When life was full of smiles. I was happy as could be With you and my babies three Life was fun When we were one
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