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Under his Honor’s
Endless hunger,
harsh Conviction.

The Jury have
been told the crime.
They do not know
it isn’t mine.

Starving away
for I cannot eat--
I walk and walk
with tired feet.

Pace my cell
day after day.
If I could escape
I haven’t found a way.

Tomorrow is the
day they decide--
The Jury will say it
when the clock strikes nine.

For the People have
been told the crime
But they do not know
it isn’t mine.

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