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It hangs there
The Sword
Floating above
Innocent slain.

It can not fall
For the sky
About it is
Cast of Iron.

The mistaken blood
Lies on its blade
A testament
Of guilt.

It can not fall
For the sky
About it is
Cast of Iron.

It hangs there
The Sword
Floating above
Innocent slain.


Matthew Robertson
1997


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