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Apr 2017
I stand
I had earlier bought tickets for the front row
I watch as all the flashbacks dance before my eyes
While all I can do is stand and be one with the audience

Clap my hands
to all the times I let you drench my structure in gasoline and drop the match
to all the times I let the World mock me as it sat high on its throne

I forgive You
I have forgiven you a long time ago

Heaven knows I don't forgive myself.
ZCohen
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