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Rated: E · Poetry · Activity · #2122650
A brief analysis of the court house.
An angel of death, he came. The whole room was cold and calm. Men shivered, awaiting their fate. The lot of creation to be decided. No redemption, no pity for the sinner. Could justice be tempered by mercy? Could the heat steal into this cold room? For he came, an angel of death. Clad in raiments of black. A scowl on his face. Court! Court!!!!!! Men trembeled, their fate lay in his hands.
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