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When did it turn to “yours” and “mine,” The love we vowed now split by lines? Your parents, my parents - we keep score, Forgetting that we share so much more. Once we both stood beneath one sky, Promised to walk together as years went by, But now, each visit feels like a test Whose side is right, whose side is best? Your family calls, and I withdraw, My family needs, you see only flaws. We’ve built thes...
