Judas
S Sally Plumb Plumb
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'Tis clear demise,
my Judas.
Kiss my eyes farewell.
It is too late to cry for me.
I can see through your tears.
I am expecting nothing now
in recompense.
It is too late.
You give me away.
Anyway, freedom beckons.
I live with power
I've prepared in me.
You'll travel a course
that will surely be uncertain.
I've lived in past hope,
not you and she.
Have you enough rope?
Sally Plumb
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