Guilt

When I went to sleep yesterday, I had to reckon this in my failures. My sleepless thoughts were mainly born of guilt. A long scroll of my omissions and commissions would stretch to the starlit sky.

I tried to arch over the vast expanse of space to see where the record of my guilt ends.

In the end had a feeling that between us two I cannot be blamed for this .

I now lay the blame for this at your door.

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