To whoso I have wronged in ways
That only you can tell
If there be harm that I’ve forgotten
Through time’s onward swell
I’m sorry and I hope you’ll find
Your Garden filled with flowers
Each sprung from my forgetful mind
That thinks of you for hours
The greater challenge now remains
To find the ones i know
Who I have hurt, and use my brains
To have them let it go
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