A former friend has come to visit me today.
We smile through betrayal by her, and by God.
Mutual pretence, ignorance of careless thoughtlessness;
Disregarding disdain for blessings received.
Who is the more guilty? Time will tell.
Confession to me; and God, and now you, know my heart.
Pouring soothing balm into a bucket with no bottom,
She achieves peace, and I write a poem.

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