Deceiving people I have met.
To disbelieve how deceiving,
With me they would get.
And to witness with it seen,
What I saw to never forget...
I wish nothing for them,
But the best of what comes...
To be done as it is given.
With a returning to receive,
Feelings to regret their deceptions.
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