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Down to electric chair, an ode.
The judge was a funny man for sure. The judgment felt funny. But still, I don’t know whether to cry or to laugh. The sentence was an electric chair and i felt like laughing. These people are talking in wide sunlight, of killing me. What? Its funny to hear. I now exactly know my time of death. The good man, the judge told that loud. For some of these talking people, the announcement was a part of their routine and for some it was sweet. There were laughs, shouts, siren, I was taken to the prison. The van started slowly through the crowd and traffic and gained speed as it moved to the uninhabited country. From outside it was just a wall that I could see. Two towers to the sides, with the height less than that of a two storeys. The place around was more a barren desert. All the vegetation the place had was some shrubs and some trees that I would rather say that were once trees. I did not like the place. I did not like the wall. I did not like the inside of the wall. I did n...
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