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The possession of distance,

    A comfort to some,

May not undo,

    What has been done.



The task in hand,

    Is to understand,

That you nearly took my life.

But if safe you feel,

    Behind the wheel,

Then from us no strife.



But at least grace us,

    With acknowledgement,

If the fruits of your labor,

    You wish to spend.



For bitterness bites,

    The times of respite,

When peace cannot be found.

My parting thought,

    That though life's short,

It contains a love abound.