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Mistake
I thought we'd been
through this and left it behind,
I hoped it was freed,
no longer confined.
But it's back with a vengeance
from a dark place within,
where it's been lying dormant,
quietly feeding my chagrin.
I wish I could wipe it
right from my brain,
the memory of my mistakes
are an ugly, permanent stain.
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