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#swordandweighingscales
It was never a case of one more or less Intangibles don't weigh on her scale, They rest, balanced and immovable There was a case of right or wrong, So I asked her to pick up the sword and pass judgement She severed you and I, all involved were cut deep Bleeding, everyone bled Blinded, she separated both flesh and spirit The rights and wrongs seem less important now
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
Chiaroscuro