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Atonement

And now I must recover myself

Left, after centuries of fearful neglect

Washed up to dry on a sunless beach.

 

And now I must plait my hair

Dull, after nights of washing in grease

The guilty searches for lost affection.

 

And now I must return home,

Home, where I’ve never been

And sit a while and say sorry, I’m sorry, to me.

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