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Last Rites a bad man he could never be ... circumstance blessed virgin wrong place at the wrong time ... justice prevailes sweet mother of Christ I stare between the bars snowey peaks reveling in beauty I seek inner calm help him find what he needs tight straps brace against my chin quickly a jolt a young reporter cries, his angst bringing tears let not him weep in vain eyes blink and a life is gone such is man amen, amen and again I looked through the bars snow still falls

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