Now I Know I Wasn't There
by Fred Wolven

Now I know I wasn't there
when you wrote it,
and it was not our town,
though I had lived there once;
perhaps, one day, you will read it
when I am no more.
If you don't, I will somehow
understand, but I trust that then
you will try to find another,
for what you have done
for me in these words
I have nothing that compares.


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