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Dec 2014
He didn't even fight
Walking with his head straight up
As if not even afraid
Of the grim end awaiting him
By the end of a rope

The executioner offered his hand
To help him get up on the gallows
He agreed on the help of his killer
And directed to him his final words:

"Here, in my final sunset
I thank thee for helping
Don't worry about the rest
I'll go down myself"
I've heard the story somewhere I can't remember. It was about Thomas Moore, which is kinda strange since he was beheaded. Just some dark humour I find funny xD
Sabbathius
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Sabbathius  Portugal
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