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On the bridge before these walls stood the spears with the heads of all who were in the way cut off on the block, with ravels if the convicted refused to pay the headsman for a quick death, the heads with holes where the blackbirds pick the holes where the eyes were The parishioners wore shawls over their noses and mouths during the Sunday service in the church of the chains because it reeked from the vault full of beheaded bodies oh, history lessons don't make anyone happy at best our children if we don't let us be tied down by complicity in injustice lifelong guilt and shame if we dare to count on each other and rise up against tyranny
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Jun 18, 2023
Jun 18, 2023 at 3:55 AM UTC
Tied down
On the bridge before these walls stood the spears with the heads of all who were in the way cut off on the block, with ravels if the convicted refused to pay the headsman for a quick death, the heads with holes where the blackbirds pick the holes where the eyes were The parishioners wore shawls over their noses and mouths during the Sunday service in the church of the chains because it reeked from the vault full of beheaded bodies oh, history lessons don't make anyone happy at best our children if we don't let us be tied down by complicity in injustice lifelong guilt and shame if we dare to count on each other and rise up against tyranny
Tower of London Henry VIII Collection "The drama"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jun 18, 2023
Jun 18, 2023 at 3:55 AM UTC
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