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Aug 2013
I am the judge, jury, and executioner 
but I am terrified of  you
your being, your face, your name
I fear that you are better then me
and I think you fear the same
I find that you are innocent of 
envy, wrath and greed
yet punish you to a sentence
best fit to the likes of me
in my head I know you show
only traits of humility
but in my court I protect my heart
so you were guilty from the start
Eva Encarnacion
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