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Judgement

I’ll face my death with a smile. I’ll take comfort in becoming a memory. I know the truth of my life though my accusers would deny me it. I’ll be condemned conscious clear and  with a grin on my face if only to deny them their zealous prize. I’ve kissed the reaper’s lips plenty enough to know she’s not a bad kisser. Hallelujah! I will not be broken by the likes of you. 

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