I tried to reject the charge against me -
there seemed no evidence to support it.
Yet I could never produce its counterpart -
the case for my defence.
Once my future had unfurled -
its bright outline shimmering with hope,
but reality could not support such foolish dreams,
and in this darkly present moment,
I must await the judgement of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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