poem
Cannot you see her now
All covered in grey?
Is not your conscience wounded now?
You spoke not though your heart forgave her,
And now the wretched earth as ghosts
You both are doomed to wander.
You cursed her life in life
And now in death,
'I am with her now, I am not sorry.'
Last unrepenting breath.
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