My mother called her Jamie
But that wasn't her name.
My mother never liked Jamie.
She likes this girl, but didn't
see the difference.
A girl I bring home is a girl
I bring home, she thinks.
Label her once.
My mother tends to do that:
Forgetting people's names
but in mind she knows who
they are. My old lover should be
happy to know
that another girl had saved her
name.
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