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no do-over
there is no do-over
no re-run of the past
no re-try
no re-tracing
of missed steps
what escaped my mouth
I can’t unsay
what hit the paper
I can’t erase
I neglected to take care
my intensity not for you to hold
my wounds not for you to dress
my burden not for you to carry
not ashamed of my feelings
you didn’t need to know
there is no going back
to the line, I crossed
and saying sorry is not good enough