Around my garden the little wall is low;
In the bailiff's lodge the lists are seldom checked.
I am ashamed to think we were not always kind;
I regret your labours, that will never be repaid.
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I am ashamed to think we were not always kind; I regret your labours, that will never be repaid. The caged bird owes no allegiance; reflecting over injustices in this world. thank u dear poet. tony
Repentance of unkind deeds.