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Robert Shaw Aug 2018
Visions of nooses, neck snapping,
              hands wrapping
around the cord, pulling,
failing. Flailing,
legs out, swinging,
                               jerking about.

Fingers loosen on the noose and -
                              silence -
darkness, vision fading. Shading
round the edges.

Peace at last?

— The End —