GUILT
sometimes
grief and guilt
make sense,
like a mottled quilt
of rotted leaves,
snared upon
a wired fence.
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sometimes
grief and guilt
make sense,
like a mottled quilt
of rotted leaves,
snared upon
a wired fence.
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