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A Choice Offense (Free verse) by Retaliate

It is certainly a crime, this thing I have done, and a crime in itself to enjoy its villainy - on two counts am I remorseless guilty But it is not the once or the twice of it that is the real conceit, not this exception, or the conception of this deceit, but the condemnable reality that my world is a prison I could escape but choose not to.

albert 2-Sep-03/12:32 AM
What if you were in a prison and there was a horse that would come and visit you? Would you really wait with tickly expectation for that Sunday's visit?




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