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Judas

‘Tis clear demise
my Judas.
Kiss my eyes farewell.
It is too late to cry for me.

I can see through your tears.
I am expecting nothing now
in recompense.
It is too late.
You give me away.

Anyway, freedom beckons,
I live with power
I’ve prepared in me.
You’ll travel a course
that will surely
be uncertain.

I’ve lived in past hope.
Not you and she.
Have you enough rope?

Sally Plumb

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