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Revised sonnet #1656

Too late to burble sorry beg reprieve
I shouldve said it straight off yesterday
Things ever culminate if kept at bay
Perhaps shell grant me good grace level leave
My heart pumps quick my lungs inhale and heave
My cares turn clouds my funny feelings flay
I pray my future fine acts can outweigh
I sit in silence still I know Ill grieve
Tell when might my infractions sum as sin?
And when might sins summed equal single crime?
I ask myself resumed wholl lose wholl win
Against quirk of character this time
Ive guaranteed the gaffes the sequent aches
It could end civilly or lift the stakes
Chorus aches pains vexations