But goes back and retract/
to correct distinctive abstract/
an error, ease a soft bellow/
guilt entwines the mind below/
see how a friend thus fare...
And yet the burdensome fear/
one doesn't except the peers/
in memory, the love living/
The land remains in desolate dreams/
Always the feeling is/
of terrible slowness overtaking haste...
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