Mistakes
As humans, we major in mistakes,
And we minor in imperfections.
Although our pursuit may have been innocent,
It was ill advised and still a big mistake.
Some things are done for old times sake.
Some curiosities later create heartaches.
Often, excuses are made to minimize the pain.
But there may still remain an ulgly stain.
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