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Hands of my Executioner
And as the hands of my executioner
twitching in joyful anticipation
reaches for my bottle of sparks
I notice the hands on my watch
as it inches yet another inch forward
in recorded time
towards nothing in particular
courageous like a father
the coward turned his back on past
and ran
poem
by
Carsten Thomsen
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