Innocence (In a Sense)

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94603
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37° 44' 8.0592" N, 122° 10' 49.0116" W

Cuffs and the orange suit
Gavel slams and court ensues
as my sentence remains on this mans hands
and the guard man hands me as a man can
and i cant do anything about it
suddenly the judge fades in and out of my minds crowded
focus and my eyes shrouded as tears fall and im now grounded.

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