Freezing and icy day
in winter. The jurors
were deliberating. Two
separated in boredom.
Another old room. No
books, no magagazines, no
newspapters, no blackberries,
no clock, no conversation.
Two with nothing in common.
One old, one young. One city,
one country, one male, one
female, one black, one white.
Deliberating so long.
Nothing to do. Nap
on and off. What's
taking so long?
Freezing and icy day
in winter. The jurors
were deliberating. Two
separated in boredom.
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