hands tied behind his back,
the noose tightened
around his neck,
before the black
mask
is slipped
over his head
and the trap
door opens.
he sees in the distance
the blossoming
of apple trees,
he smells
lilacs in the field,
the perfume of a woman
at his feet,
and for a second he
believes
he could have lived life
differently.
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