On the date of August 19th, my head came off in an execution.
My hands were tied behind my back and there was no restitution.
I wore a long white dress and had long disheveled, dark hair.
There was stone wall to my right and maybe two torches that lighted the air.
One person in front of me was in the same uncomfortable position.
Our feet were tucked underneath with heads bowed downward in submission.
I waited for a long wooden axe to come down hard on my neck.
The first and second blows were painless as I hovered above myself to check.
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