Righting my Wrongs

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Treading of footsteps throughout my mind.

Of days gone past I should have been kind.

Rose petals falling, loving words never said.

Lone flowers unplanted, a void in my head.

Vacant spaces, channels not making sense.

Vast chasms of darkness, held in suspense.

Retracing my steps, I paint these halls bright.

With glorious blooms, I put my wrongs right.

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