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All That is Defined

All of the bad has been there all along. 
I was too blind, or stupid, or pitiful to see the things that you have done wrong. 
I have to forgive myself for the weakness which is mine. 
If I don't forgive myself, mistrust will be unkind. 
I'm tired of these feelings and I'm tired of this time. 
May I rewind all that is defined?

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