New Life

By Eric Y. Theriault

Who I was
Shall I ever be?
How I am
Will they ever see?
Never thought twice
about a brand new wife
Never thought twice
about a brand new life
My existance has changed;
yet the memories remain
The dreams of the child
that were once shattered by rain
have become alive;
Have become true
None of which would exist
if it were not for you
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