I apologize
for not at least offering
a temporary embrace
to all that passed my way.
I could not fit
all of you into my arms,
turned away often
to hide my shame
at failing,
left you wondering,
left you thinking me
mean and small —
forgive me.
Forgive me
as I fail
again and again —
until it becomes tedious,
until it
becomes
tedious.
Until it becomes
obvious.
Dark Matter 
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