confessed sins travel
from ear to lip
from lip to ear
until the confessor
recognises her own sin
in vain
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SONYA KASSAM 
Very interesting, Sonya. :)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this poem.
Waking up is a struggle.
All good wishes,
robert
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