condone
It's the time since feeling sandy grit scratch between my toes
Transparently do I remember, although the years have flown
Chilling memories sitting here, Ice cold and nervously alone
Once a place was my escape, to flee a troubled home
I never liked the water, even now that I am grown
Only would I climb the rocks and carve my name in stone
The sharp edges of a tortoiseshell, engraving with its bone
Despite a life so undeserving, forgiveness I have shown
But I shall never forget their malice, nor their actions will I condone
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