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Stu Harley
Poems
Dec 2023
For Thirty Shekels of Gold
on that last day of super
we dine with Jesus
i sat at His right hand
he always knew
that the flesh is
weak in man
He look at me again
fresh eyes journeyed into my soul
there to find the reason
for the unholy betrayal
my soul replied in broken tears
for thirty shekels of gold
Written by
Stu Harley
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