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To Those I've Wronged

Reality
Taking down the foundation
Brick by brick
Destroying houses
Dust in my wake
Leaving friends homeless
Self-indulgent fancies and depressions
Tearing down all care and concern
Redemption
No longer an option
Forgiveness;
Maybe.
Benevolences continually abused
No longer trusted
Not even apologies
I sit contrite and know
I'm no better than before

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