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Jun 2017
The man sits in his
somber, dark, and uninviting cell
Innocence rings through it
as he thinks about why
why he got locked up

They said he was the one
The one who committed the sin of
Taking a precious life
No ****** evidence was taken
Except for a visual on the color of his skin

If they had taken hair
Or saliva
Or even finger prints
They would no of his innocence

DNA testing was his downfall
But it could also be the solution
Take finger prints from the body
Analyse them
And he's finally be free
From his somber, dark, and uninviting cell which was ringing innocence
Maddy Hix
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Maddy Hix  16/F/Iowa
(16/F/Iowa)   
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