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Today I find myself in time
Where life has no music and no rhyme
I know the fault is entirely mine
For all my words are out of line

I should have stopped myself to speak
Of words and phrases that were never meek
And now forgiveness is all I seek
From you, the one, that I always think

I write these lines; I hope I find
A way for you to hear my mind
I hope you heed me again this time
Please forgive me, I am out of line

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