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On the night that Judas betrayed
On that Night,
the passion of the moon was red.
Thick atmosphere,
the dark clouds descended.
A slave sold his Master
For 30 pieces of coins
The gentle kiss of the frenemy
Was a knife to the Master’s chest.
The master fell. The slave too.
The Master rose again. The slave never did.
Tochi
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