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In being surrounded,

It is the hardest thing in the world

To forgive the ones surrounding --

Nor perhaps wise.

Hard to think straight,

For me or them.

I toss my meal in one direction

And they go after it,

And I go another direction,

And in leaving the scene,

I wonder what use guilt could be.


ReQuest 2020

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