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State's Attorney Fallas

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I, the scourge-wielder, balance-wrecker,
Smiter with whips and swords;
I, hater of the breakers of the law;
I, legalist, inexorable and bitter,
Driving the jury to hang the madman, Barry Holden,
Was made as one dead by light too bright for eyes,
And woke to face a Truth with bloody brow:
Steel forceps fumbled by a doctor's hand
Against my boy's head as he entered life
Made him an idiot.

I turned to books of science
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Cearia Morrison 02 April 2020

This poem was very strong feeling and made me rember that slience can be so revaling and expresses so many feelings

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