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[bleeding_sunday]

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
~ e.a. Poe

Such an innocent thing:
Love.
Innocence begets guilt.
Who is the guilty one?
"Not I. Not I."
But for that,
"I" is the guilty one.