When I sat with my friend
All those months ago
And I said “There will be guilt”,
I could not comprehend my inability
To divorce knowledge from emotion.
To know the whys and wherefores
Is no help when I try to resolve
The things I thought, the things I should have done
And the things I did.
I question myself and do not understand.
To know a thing will be
Should prevent those future things
But somehow we walk blind
Along a path into that
Self fulfilling prophesy.
Purple Lady Poetry 
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