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The river that flows in me,

flows with regrets.

I did so much wrong

that I can't repair.

I am so sorry.

I don't want to 

do it again.

I don't want to 

feel the guilt.

The pain.

But it is in me.

I want to stop but I do not.

Although I don't try,

my mistakes later makes me cry.

I think I tried

but I only regreted.

I think I tried

but it only stays a secret.

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