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@@ -59,4 +59,6 @@ When I got home, I lay them in a row, asked my question, and, one by one, broke
 
 What had I lost?
 
-Why does memory stain me with that black, tarry guilt? I had forgotten about the birds until recently, but every time I feel that ecstasy - that ekstasis - I am pitch. I am tar. I am sticky with apology. I am the living embodiment of "I'm sorry".
+> Why does memory stain you with that black, tarry guilt?
+
+I had forgotten about the birds until recently, but every time I feel that ecstasy - that ekstasis - I am pitch. I am tar. I am sticky with apology. I am the living embodiment of "I'm sorry".