[center][h1]MF&P #11 - Wind[/h1][/center]

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[b]The Hanged Man[/b]

Coils winding around the hanging rope,
Each turn marking the minutes he had left,
Seven twists of fate he could only hope,
His execution is the price of theft.
So down he went in falling for his sin,
Another body swaying in the wind.