Willy Shakespeare said it best
And not even a bit of jest
To whom he thought it was unkind
And how it changed over time
How need under transgression bows
No nerve of brass or steel somehow
Bear the burden of unkindness shaken
Through the hell of time reawakens
That what was before the tyrant’s crime
The one long time once lost in time
And now how deeply sorrow comes,
After so much hurt and so many suns,
Each side bearing its burden of pain
Each side wearing its garment of shame,
And all as a result was lost
Not seeing what the other cost
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