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 You and I by Roger McGough 
						I explain quietly. Youhear me shouting. You
 try a new tack. I
 feel old wounds reopen.
 
 You see both sides. I
 see your blinkers. I
 am placatory. You
 sense a new selfishness.
 
 I am a dove. You
 recognize the hawk. You
 offer an olive branch. I
 feel the thorns.
 
 You bleed. I
 see crocodile tears. I
 withdraw. You
 reel from the impact.
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