Wars like ours

Ok, we didn’t work, and all memories, to tell you the truth, aren’t good.

But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid.

There should be stars for great wars like ours.

S. Cisneros

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