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Nov 2018
Rummage
The flame,
it was meant to guard
Yet it raged
Leaving ruins.

With only the void as company
Redemption is all I seek, hastily.
Guilt is one tough son of a gun.
#redemption #mistakes #forgiveness
Ammar
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