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Another dream I had

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Softly spoken. Stepped up into the light, away from the fire. Smiling, unobtrusive. You.

Paralyzing, analyzing. You.

There seems to be a wrinkle in the fabric. The keyboard not typing straight. The fire burned. I remember now. I remember the fire licking at your dress. Cries of “heretic” filled the air. Cries of blasphemy, cries of despair. You uttered nothing in your defense. Not a sound.

Pilate stood amazed. Pilate was me.

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