Guilt enters your life, your Conscience, sometimes, even unbeknown to you. It then seeps deep and fattens in your chest weighing you down, clipping your wings. It then draws in your air, your vitality and thrives parasitically. By the time you raise your hand to save yourself it has made form its clutch that your host body is awfully weak to fight it. The speaker here on conditions of anonymity shares her present clash with GUILT.

Poems have the strength to fight and uproot what other medicines cannot even dare to and they work in the most mysterious manner, testifies our speaker. However, in this instance of struggle with GUILT she has to find out what the remedy could be and if it could be Conscience by Henry David Thoreau.

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