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Bound and led the quiet man, delivered up to me. "Put him to death, the blasphemer", was the people's plea. My wife sent word to wash my hands, she suffered in a dream. I tried with water before the mob, it didn't make me clean. I put a sign above the cross, the one I made him bring. I killed a greater man than I, he truly was the king.
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 11:35 AM UTC
I am Pilot
Bound and led the quiet man, delivered up to me. "Put him to death, the blasphemer", was the people's plea. My wife sent word to wash my hands, she suffered in a dream. I tried with water before the mob, it didn't make me clean. I put a sign above the cross, the one I made him bring. I killed a greater man than I, he truly was the king.
This is about Pontius Pilots internal conflict when he sent Jesus to be crucified.
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28/M/NW Arkansas
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 11:35 AM UTC
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