GUILTY AS CHARGED

You wake up in the middle of the night
and the past has set its ambush.
Your guilt was patiently waiting.
It had you in its sights all along.
You were wandering obliviously
in the dark until you found yourself
under an intense light grilled
by silent voices and invisible accusers.
"I did it!" you plead. "Just let me sleep!"

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