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|You cannot get away
from being plural;
On you must rest the burden of my sin.
Moreover, your self-portrait is a mural,
Kaleidoscope of all you've touched within.
In what you say I find my inspiration,
Perhaps unfairly making you my guide.
Penitence presumes that expectation,
Uniting others' sins with yours inside,
Relating my pretense to your false pride.