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Shadows Linger Behind Bars

In halls of justice, verdicts spin, A titan's fall, the guards akin. Through iron bars where whispers stir, The shadows cling to him, they purr. Bound by oath, they trace his steps, In confinement's grip, their vigilance preps. Where power once roamed, now silence crows, As the dance of duty steadfastly flows.

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Shadows Linger Behind Bars